I scrolled through my gallery, looking at photos months ago, when you're happy with your life, when I'm happy with mine, when we both are. I miss you. I miss when you get crazy when I'm not replying. I miss how we used to talk for hours without feeling bored at all. I missed the moment you fell asleep after you've done your work. I miss when you talk to me until i fall asleep. I miss when we used to fight because you thought I'm gonna leave you. 😂. I miss everything about you. I read every screenshot, I re-read our old conversation. Eventhough it hurts knowing you wanted to play me from the beginning, it's even hurting to see you're not making any effort anymore. The feeling's fading. I want the old you back. The one that cares for me. The one that always been there for me. I tried to understand that you have your life to live too but if I'm your priority, you wouldn't even mind spending a little more time with me. You know I rarely show what i feel but when i show it, i really mean it. I miss you. I miss us. ")
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Poetryentah lah. cuba berpuisi dengan menulis sesuatu yang tak boleh difahami sesetengah orang. curahan segala mainan minda kedalam tulisan. sedang mencuba dan masih belajar :)
