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And again, I spent my night thinking of him, and what I'm going to do just make him forgive me. From the moment he left, he did not show up again, so I decided to move to my room next to it. I don't know if King has a habit of that–– leaving and never go back again, but I guess he is. But it is my fault after all. I shouldn't have said that as I thought it's better if I just kept it. And, I am miserable again because of what I said. But who can blame me? That's what I felt and now, I'm feeling it again. Agony, because I'm away with my friends whom I treat as my family… I'm away with my comfort zones. I sighed as I get up from my bed. What's good in the morning if you know that someone's mad at you? And that someone leaves a big hole in your heart, and has a big part of it. I stretched,