There are so many things I could tell you. About the way your voice still lingers in my mind. About the way you laugh at my jokes . That cheeky smile of yours . or how I can picture what you're going to say to make everything feel better. Everything
. Everything changed completely after you bid farewell that day. I guess , it will always be the same . It will always be hello and then goodbyes . Our eyes met, and there's glimpse of hope and faith. It will always be the longing for more.
I can write about a lot of feelings, how they've changed me, or how I've learned to steer clear off the ones that breaks me. But I sit here, hovering over keys, the feelings I wish so bad to release still won't fill the blank pages. Just like everyone has emotions bottled up inside , I can't seems to grasp most of mine.
Sometimes I make a list in my head, numbering the things I miss the most , and it comes up to one thing ;
I miss you.
confusion. do you feel the same way like I do ?
it has always been you, i guess. Dear Allah, enlighten me please.