I've already written a lot of things about you. My concerns, my feelings, my desire and my strong need to have you. But you seem not to care. I don't even know if these things reach you. Perhaps you're avoiding to read these too.

I'm not ranting neither am I complaining (maybe, sort of, a bit) but please don't hide anymore.

Don't be hard on me. I swallowed all the pain, humiliation and pride already.