Just had a lunch and yes, according to title and reality I am alone. I am writing this on my phone.
I really miss how we have a lunch together, how we spend our fee time together. If my stomach doesn’t mind about hunger, I’d rather stay hungry just for wait for have a lunch together with you.
I should go to mosque, usually you remind me but not today (or this year to be exact). Stupid me, I won’t go anyway because I just want you to remind me, really what a stupid me.
But this is love anyway. I let my love killing me.