A message to you
My Dear,
for the past couple of days
I counted the number of days we've been through together.
Those moments i remembered..
was those which left me deep impression
I rush up just to hold those arms
That surprise look when i randomly wanna hug you in the public
Hearing those craps even though i knew it was lame
Those smooth hands that i wanna hold so tightly
Hugging as if like i'm squeezing a soft toy
Sitting right beside me
(as bus passengers)
Smiling to me at the end of my work
If only i could hold & lye on those arms..
I'm dying for them
What i actually wanna say is :
I miss you
My Dear,
for the past couple of days
I counted the number of days we've been through together.
Those moments i remembered..
was those which left me deep impression
I rush up just to hold those arms
That surprise look when i randomly wanna hug you in the public
Hearing those craps even though i knew it was lame
Those smooth hands that i wanna hold so tightly
Hugging as if like i'm squeezing a soft toy
Sitting right beside me
(as bus passengers)
Smiling to me at the end of my work
If only i could hold & lye on those arms..
I'm dying for them
What i actually wanna say is :
I miss you
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