i miss you.
i miss the way you hold my hand,
i miss the way you demand that i have my meals,
i miss the way you hold me tight,
i miss the way you kiss me,
i miss the way i ache your shoulders,
i miss the way you smile,
i miss the way you joke,
i miss the way you could spend hours talking on the phone with me,
i just miss your presence..
i'm worried too,
i'm worried that you might be tired,
i'm worried that you might make bad company,
i'm worried that you might not be able to cope with your studies,
i'm worried that you might be vexed by your problems again,
but at least now i know,
there's a problem lesser,
now that i have left.
i wonder if it did help, i want to help,
so i won't question you again,
i won't confront you ever again,
i won't be a problem again.
since that day, the 19th,
you have never had any connotations that you ever doubted me,
you have never questioned me of the love i have for you,
is it that you just trust me so much?
or u just can't be bothered?
all along,
i had been the one asking for your love,
i had been the one hoping so much you would love me,
i had been the bugger, or even the nuisance maybe,
would it matter if i don't love you?
would you be sad to know i don't love you,
what if one day i really went away?
would you be sad and ask me to stay?
i really hope you would,
i have never got answers,
right from the start,
your answers, they were just 'i dunnoe' ultimately,
but time and again i ensured myself that they are answers,
i know i still can ensure myself that the love is for real,
now please, i beg of you, don't hurt me again, okae?
i know i won't be able to take it,
i am already all weak inside.
guess you're too busy to be even reading this,
never mind, i just have to pass day by day with my secrets wishes deep in me.
that innocent smile which captivates
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