Fools With You

Suddenly I’m missing you.

These past weeks, I’m having the time of my life but last night was the first time that you were there. You were actually there and I was there too. Funny how things are different from what we were before. We sat on the same chair but with someone between us. We don’t talk nor look at each other. I kept your bag safe and handed it to you when we were going home but I didn’t bother to look at you. Our friends kept bugging me to make the first move to saying hi to you but I didn’t. Maybe I’m just over the fact that I’ll be making the first move again. I want you to do that. I’m done with it. But hey, I actually am missing you more than I thought. I miss how we walk next to each other, and have kulit moments. Sometimes I think about wanting to get back with you but that’s just impossible and I’m afraid to get hurt again by you. Then again, that will never happen because you never feel the feelings that I feel right now. I hate thinking about you. I’m happy right now and your also happy. I just miss you. I’d give anything in the world for you to know what I’m feeling right now.

I can’t believe I still care for you even after all the pain you’ve caused me.

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It’s really hard not talking to the person that you used to talk to everyday.

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Also this.

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I crave for this.

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I delete late night texts so that I’ll have a hard time remembering them by morning. If I remember them, it must’ve been really good and significant to remember.

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