A little disappointment in me.

Boyfriend smsed me not long ago and tell me that his flight back to Malaysia is at three in the morning on 24th June, Tuesday. I thought he will be back tomorrow evening. I thought today would be the last night going to sleep without his late night calls. It's a little disappointment in me, I cry out again looking at the message. Why he has to leave me here so long?

Do you know exactly how is it feels when you're anticipating waiting for that moment, and it just slipped away right through you? This is how I feel now.

I can't stop crying, crying as I'm typing all this.

The tears of how much I missed him.

It's just Barney who accompanied me these four nights when he is enjoying himself in China. Another two nights without him, without his calls.

I hate you ):