A piece of crap

Today I'm staying awake for cannot sleep. I keep thinking about my boy. We were having a bad day when this story began.
He was doing nice a day before. Even though he isn't as nice as he was, but he still will do 'something' to help me. At this point all i can see is just his careness. I got my first-day period and it made me quiet hard to breath. My ovarium seemhed being scrapped and felt very very bad. I just couldnt walk, wasn't cool enough to sit, I even couldn't change my position. He had just come to this discussion hall at third floor and I directly asked for his help to buy me some 'Feminax' to alleviate the pain. He would and took my car key. He went then to a minimart in campus. He texted me that they ran out of stock. I asked him to find it at the pharmacy. He agreed and asked me for the nearest pharmacys in Depok. Well, for being honest, I wasn't believed that he would help me this far. Not anymore. He went somewhere and look for a medicine to heal my pain. That was the day I can feel the love showed up, after a little long hard times of us. All I can do just said thank you, and love you inside, and remind him to take himself a very good care. Through this hard time for us, he is my man, still.