Drake's POV
I am staring at myself through the reflection from the mirror. Blankly and not in my right mind. I feel so heavy as it was evident in my eyes. Ack! So heavy, this is really her fault! My eyebags are in a full show. She made me over think and that I did not get enough sleep. I wanted to sleep and rest but my mind won't let me do it. That's why, here I am. Suffering with this lack of rest syndrome.
I am in suit attire now, for the interview later. I could not completely calm myself because various emotions filled my personality. It was as if I was looking blankly in the mirror and just staring at myself. But my brain flies to every continent of the world. "Why were you always gets into my mind, huh?" asking myself like crazy. "Since the day I met you, you always caught my mind
