Thare are many things he doesn't know
The day he left for Britain, I smiled him to say goodbye. After he was gone, I cried many nights when I though of him. I seem always late and blunt when I was in front of him. My sadness arises when his eyes could not see my face. Seeing his car far away from me gradually, I knew he was the one I love. But I don't want him to know all of that. I want him to be happy. I am worried when I know he worries about me. I don't believe he thought I made him happy because I was afraid when I thought he liked other girls. From a beginning, I know we would have an end.
He said he didn't understand me. I know that. If he understands all my sadness and worrying, this life would be perfect for me.
Dogs could not lose weight for worrying because he could not miss someone; People could become thin because they miss and concern someone. I would like to become a miserable dog in missing him.