To someone I miss,
Our relationship, unlike others, did not fade away. It did not start from a high and slowly strip off, leaving behind nothing but a trail of loneliness. No, it is not like that at all.
Rather, it like the early morning sun, or the rain that comes after a drought. It is something I see on a cycle, not all the time. And when I do see it, God, is it amazing.
I miss you, I miss the times we had together. Our shared lunches, our constant highs, our nights fall of laughing and gossip, I miss all that.
Thanhy xoxo
No comments:
Post a Comment