Friday, 15 April 2011

I never expected to meet with you again.

i miss you. it's undeniable. i can try to avoid it as much as i want, but i can't help aching to have you back whenever you vaguely cross my mind. the worst part probably is that you don't miss me back. i wouldn't be surprised if i never even crossed your mind. why don't you want me back ? what we had was so great. i want to run back to you so badly and confess everything i feel, but i know it's futile. nothing will change. you won't care. and now the only thing i have left to do is sit here and gruelling wait for this pain to pass.

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