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clock Friday, January 13, 2012 - 8:51 PM
I wish I'm hugging you right now



I miss those blue eyes, how you kissed me at night. I miss the way we sleep like there's no sunrise. I like the taste of your smile, I miss the way we breathe.

But I never told you, what I should have said. No I never told you. I just held it in and now I miss everything about you. I can't believe I still want you. After all the things we've been through, I miss everything about you.

I see your blue eyes every time I close mine. You make it hard to see where I belong to when I'm not around you. It's like I'm not with me.

I'm getting more and more numb everyday.

Do you know?

Do you know that your toothbrush, your towel, your apple boxer, your clothes and pants are still at my house?? Yes, the toothbrush has been lying in the bathroom for 7 months, your clothes are still in my brother's cupboard.

The presents you gave, the diary I wrote while we're together, our movie tickets, the things I drew for you are still on my table. If you come to my house right now, you'll see everything still the same as 7 months ago.

I miss how happy I was when I'm with you. I miss your nonsense, I miss your jokes, I miss your laughter, I miss your smile.

I miss your hugs, I miss your kiss, I miss you cooking maggi mee for me, I miss eating together with you, I miss having steamboat with you, I miss debating with you who have more brain.

I miss taking care of you when you're sick, I miss you scolding me when I did something wrong, I miss the fun times we had together, I miss the times when we both were on the phone, I miss the times when we tell each other how we are "married" to each other.

I miss joking with you and saying that our wedding will be held in a large patch of grass and God will be our witness and that we'll get married with no diamond rings but just a ring made of tree brance.

Remember when you were sick and you called me to fetch you home from Party World cuz you're still working?? Remember that time when you got a very high fever and I was so worried cuz you were admitted to CGH and had to put the drip. Remember the other time when we ran away from police together and you held my hand and ran through the road even when the cars are all horning at us?

Do you still remember how you jumped over the fence but I can't jump through because I don't know how but you still came back and held my hand and than ran again? Remember how protective you were of me whenever boys came near me?

Do you remember how innocent we were when we just got together? Do you even remember the happy times we had?

Do you remember there's this one time when we walked back home from Hougang Mall and you purposely send me home because you're scared that I'll be kidnap by some baddies? And than you played this song "Only One - Yellowcard" and you sang to me while you held my hand.

It's those little things that you do that make me hold on for so long. I don't want to forget you.

I don't want to let go but I have to. It's painful to ask you to stay if you wanna leave. I wanna break free, I really want to but it's difficult ok? Í'm not you, I can't fall in love with another person so easily after all that we've been through.

I miss you so much that it hurts. What's worse is that I can't tell you. Fucking bitch, I'm crying again while typing all this.

I'm still waiting for a miracle to happen, I'm still waiting for you to come back to me.