没有你的第九十八天

is it worth glancing at you always?
just to make myself miserable?
or is it really not glancing at you making me feel even more miserable?
it wasnt too bad staying and going home alone in the night.
but my words seem that all im saying was to console myself.
im waiting.
5mths.
it will pass by faster than we thought.
but more tormenting than i could imagine.
mood:numbed.