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I am blogging this about the missing part.
I miss those conversations. I miss those 'never-ending-somehow' messages. I miss 'reporting-somehow' messages/conversations. I miss the part where you ask 'how's my day'. Is just so hard not to miss you. I am trying very hard to just brush off those unwanted feelings whenever you came across my mind.
I just miss you. You are like a bestfriend/half-boyfriend- 2 days. And I am still wondering why, though I guess/assume I know. You are still keeping quiet till now. I wish that I can share with you my random feelings. Oh my goodness, it just feels so wrong. And you are making me feel useless in a way. I miss you.
Don't worry, I will try to forget you somehow.