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Tuesday, August 21, 2007
the nuisance of longing for you:( 11:02 PM
(i made this long long time ago, i just edited some parts)
i so long for this person:
the one who texts me every now and then...
the one who i can tell any, anything...
the one who comforts me whenever i feel bad..
the one who would always be mad when i go home late (especially gigs)...
the one who always argue with me...
the one who goes jealous all the time...
the one who asks me if i ate already..
the one who never fails to wake me up in the morning..
the one who always kiss me and hug me even in text..
the one who tells me sky limit stories...
the one who eases me whenever something aches..
the one who would always call me at night..
the one who always make me laugh..
the one who sings a song for me..
the one who always make me smile..
the one who talks sweet words..
the one who tells me everything even nonsense..
the one who made me feel he's near, even if he's miles away..
the one who really make me feel he loves me..
the one who is happy whenever i'm happy...
the one who tells corny jokes...
the one who had always been my adviser...
the one who had always been my supporter...
the one who had always been my inspiration...
my journal...
my family...
my bestest friend...
my lover...
(this one, i made this too long time ago na ren, just wanted to post it, i feel like reminiscing eh...)
afraid
i’m afraid that you’ll come back,
coz i’m afraid that you’ll leave me again
i’m afraid to hear your voice on the phone,
coz i’m afraid to pine for it over again
i’m afraid to smell your scent,
coz i’m afraid to desire to get a whiff of it for second time
i’m afraid to hold your hands,
coz i’m afraid to look for your clenches back
i’m afraid to kiss you,
coz i’m afraid to crave for it once more
i’m afraid to caress you,
coz i’m afraid to want your touches back
i’m afraid to make love to you,
coz i might yearn to do it again
i’m afraid to look at you this way,
coz i’m afraid hanker too see you yet again
i’m afraid to hear your i love yous,
coz i might never hear them again...
waaa, im so being maudlin again, and again and again... i so want to talk to you... i feel so tired today and i think talking to you will be the only thing to make me feel better... i so, uberly miss you hon :'(
You are everything i wanted,
and more...