The nights are always the hardest when Yan isn't here. Her absence leaves a void in my heart that I can't seem to fill no matter how hard I try. It's like a piece of me is missing, and I find myself counting down the hours until she returns.

I never realized just how much her presence meant to me until now. The way she would cling to me or sing my songs with that beautiful voice of hers - it all feels like a distant memory when she's not around. Even though I act annoyed by her clinginess, deep down, I crave it more than anything else.

It's strange how someone can become such an important part of your life without you even realizing it. Yan has this way of getting under my skin and making me feel things that I've never felt before. She brings out a side of me that no one else has ever seen - a softer, more vulnerable side that scares me at times.

But despite all the chaos in my mind and heart, there's one thing that remains constant: my love for Yan. It consumes every fiber of my being, yet she remains oblivious to it all. Maybe it's for the best - maybe our friendship is better off this way.

As each night passes without her by my side, I can't help but long for her embrace once again. The warmth of her touch lingers in my memories, comforting and familiar even when she's miles away from me.

I know that these lonely nights will eventually come to an end when Yan returns home tomorrow morning; but until then, all I have are these fleeting moments where thoughts of her consume every inch of space in my mind.

So as another night falls upon us and darkness engulfs everything around me, I find solace in knowing that soon enough Yan will be back where she belongs - right beside me where she truly belongs...