Yes, It's Me Missing You

I miss the laughter.

I miss the talks.

I miss the movies.

I miss the breakfasts.

I miss the lunches.

I miss the dinners.

I miss the ice creams.

I miss the dumplings.

I miss the goofiness.

I miss the crazy stuff.

I miss the nights.

I miss the silence.

I miss the walks.

I miss the way you hold my hand.

I miss the comfort.

I miss the way I sleep on your chest.

I miss the way you talk.

I miss the way you sing to me.

I miss the hugs.

I miss the way you kiss me.

I miss you.

Period.

Luminesshence

My Perfect Guy

No word counts for now. :P

I once stated "There's no such thing as a perfect combination. Everything automatically becomes perfect with you." I know it sounds cheesy, but yeah, it's true.

Before I had a list of things to look for in guy. So, what do I want?

*responsible

*handsome

*tall

*has fair complexion

*smart

*intelligent

*caring

*thoughtful

*sweet :3

*understanding

*musically inclined

*animal lover

*mature and childish at the same time

*will never leave me alone

*will love my parents, and my dogs :)

Now? I don't care if what he's got is on the list or not. He's:

*smart

*intelligent

*childish

*mature

*childish = playful

*responsible

*lovable

*cute

*sweet :)

*co-music guild member

*and a lot of other things I won't dig deep into.

Funny. They say opposites attract. But us? We have a lot in common, and we rock. :) I can say that one of the things that make us jive is our maturity levels. When he becomes childish, I become mature, and vice versa. We love the same things. One of the few differences we have is our height. It matters a lot to me before, but now, I'm like "So what?"

All I care about is him and what we have now. :) I love him as he is. Maybe it's true that when you find the one you love, the list of standards will not matter anymore. He's an exception. He's the man I love. He's the man I want to spend my forever with. :)

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Miss Understanding

It’s over! Everything’s over!

He doesn’t deserve me. He just won’t give a damn! He’s too busy to care. He can’t even spend just one minute to send me a message… It’s over!

Wait.

1 message received. (4 hours ago)

Babe, I love you.

Oops. I overreacted. “Miss Understanding” misunderstood.

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Unreciprocated

I feel unappreciated. I feel worthless. I feel like you are drifting away.

You know I want to be with you every single moment. You know I care about you a lot. You know I just want to make you feel special.

You know everything, but you just won’t care.

[word count: 50]

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Confusion

Notes in hand, I close my eyes and imagine us.

I keep thinking of the words to tell you I am already falling in love with you, or if I should tell it at all. I'm afraid you won't feel the same way too. I'm afraid you've already lost what you've been feeling for me before. Should I set your small spark of a feeling ablaze?

Is it worth the risk? Is it worth my pride?

All I can do now is picture myself spending my lifetime with you. And I want to dwell with the idea that you might be thinking of the same thing too...

This fantasy has got to stop. I need to tell you.

Counting the days until I see you again, I have to clear up my mind and ask myself if what I'm feeling now is already enough to match the thing called love.

[word count: 150]

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Blur

I glimpse a sea of tail lights. Everything’s a blur, all I think about is you.

When will this road cease to stretch? When will the complications fade away?

Our favorite song’s playing on the radio. All I can wish for is to have you here beside me, right now. Everything we did together flashed like a movie.

I’m going to the place where I met you, hoping every feeling I have now will vanish. All I long for is to be in your arms again.

As I step down the car, I see a familiar shadow. I see you.

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What's Wrong?

These past few days, I've been waking up at 4pm.

What's wrong with me?

I keep telling myself, "Hey, learn to prioritize things." But I just don't know how.

I just can't find the driving force to keep my mind on my academics.