Tell Me

It's raining.
It's so dark outside.
Oh men.
I'm crying.
I remembered him.
Ah!
I saw his pic on my fs.
AND I CAN'T GET MYSELF OVER.
I have not seen him in weeks.
It's not the reason why I'm crying.
It's just that.
I like him.
And because I like him, I can't like him.
Ahmm.
I can't again.
Stop.