Holding back the urge to call you. I'm still bed-ridden, sick. I don't know how long I could keep this up. My body hasn't felt any better since I got back to my hometown. You, being away, does not make it any better. If I could, I would call you every minute of every hour just to hear your voice so my heart could be at peace knowing that you're okeyh. But I can't, you're with your family, what would they say if they were to see you hanging on the phone with me. I mean who am I to you? Besides, I know what it feels like to have someone breathing on your neck 24/7. It's annoying and stuffy. You need your space, I understand. That is why I'm keeping my distance from you. I'm sorry, forgive me. Though, I do wish you'd text me or call me to see if I was okeyh. A simple "Get well soon!" message would do. Just to show that you care. I don't need flowers or chocolate. All I need is, to know that there is someone out there who cares about me and wishes to see me better soon and is looking out for me even if he/she is half way across the country. I understand that you can't come over to see me. But the least you could do is call me, give me strength to get better by the day. Then again, it's this season, where you'd go around and visit people. You must be really tired. Sheesh.. I guess I would be asking to much from you. I'm sorry, take care ...
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