That night when I stay alone in my bedroom, I really wanna to go home.

But I stayed, thinking that we might be nearer to each other.

You are going to go on your internship with a week. 

I don't know when we are going to meet each other, a month? two? half a year?

I am not really believe in long-distance relationship.

But I now believe because it is you.

I will miss you.