Every night, i start to think of all of the things we've gone through. And i start to cry at how it all ended. And then i think again, were we even an item? No. Have i ever met you? No. And then why is my heart still holding on for you? Desperate for you? I missed how you care for me. When we texted all day long. I miss your goodmornings. I miss how we text until one of us is asleep. I miss how we "fought" because you wanted me to go and sleep first, and then you will. I miss it when you spam me with your :-* emoticon. I miss how your messages can make me smile and i miss how you actually wasted my prepaid. I miss how you panic and called me, when i didn't reply your text. I miss how we talk. And i miss you playing the piano and let me guess the song, which i suck at guessing but main layankan je. I miss everything about you, yes everything. Remember when we planned to meet? Remember? I guess you don't. And please know. I remember every single thing, that probably you forgot. I remember how we met. I remember the date, when i knew you. I remember every single thing. But you don't, don't you?
