And I wonder

Sometimes, I really wonder if you ever miss talking to me…

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you…

And smile…

Or cry…

Or even both.

I need you. Really. 

I also wonder if you even just pause what you’re doing and think…”maaan, I miss her so much.” 

He’s mauling my heart…fitfully

Sometimes, you just have to be happy with what people can offer you…

Even if it’s not what you want…

At least it’s something. 
They say that only a weak person needed someone else around all the time…

Well, maybe I’m weak…

Super weak…

Cos I miss you every time I blink.