There's this awful ringing in my ears ever since I got up in the afternoon. Sleep was awful as I battled the fever along with the cough and flu the entire night. I fell in and out of sleep, not something I'd fancy nor enjoyed. My body burned so much that I could no longer feel the heat on the surface on my skin. The body temperature fluctuated between 38 to 39 nearing 40 degrees Celsius. I've probably popped a whopping amount of the much detested Panadol, totaling to a sum of 8 pills, all in the effort to bring the temperature down. It was one of the worse nights of my life.
On the other hand, something has really been upsetting me of late. It just seems to be that as much as I place you on my list of priorities, you don't. Time and time again I'd try to tell myself that you're different, that you're trying, that you've tried. Yet every now and then, I find myself being unable to speak with conviction. Actions speaks louder than words. Haven't your actions spoke enough? I never dare spoke up for time and time again, you'd avoid. Silence is your way out whereas I'd rather we thrash things out. "We're going back to Square 1." Ever imagine how much hurt these words bring about? It's probably more than you can imagine, or if you'd put in the effort to think, you'd probably be able to tell.
Thing is, would you even try?
Would you even consider placing me among the many priorities that you have?