there's no real
love in you
Wednesday, June 06, 2007 @ 10:09 AM

I hate to say this


I miss you.

I miss the times when you called me for no reason at all,
and we chatted into the late hours of the night about nothing.

I miss your simple-ness.
I remember the time when you brought me to the kopitiam instead of Fish and Co (like you promised) for my birthday and we just sat on chairs like ah-bengs and had fun playing with food.
And all I can say is.
I appreciated it much more than any expensive place we've been to.

I miss you when you bend down to smell my hair
and say, "You're so sweet."

I remember the time when we had a stupid argument over no reason at all and we didn't talk to each other for 3 days.
After that we called each other and laughed and cried
and said,
"It was the stupidest thing I ever did."

I miss you the most when you're next to me and I can smell your scent.
Though I used to think it smelt weird.
Now it's the best man scent in the world
To me.

I miss you when you look at me and say something random like, "You know what. You're damn cute."

I miss the small little things you do for me which mean a lot.

I remember the times when I would go to your house
and we would cook dinner together
but carefree.
and warm

I miss hugging you and feeling your tall-ness.

I miss waking up in the mornings at 7am and dialing your number just to give you a wake-up call.
And then hearing your sleepy and groggy voice
always makes me feel that
It's all worth it.

I miss going to movies together
and laughing over the scary parts

I remember the time when you cried in front of me
Not in a sissy sobbing way
But more like a manly tears-are-falling way
And I felt so shocked and didn't know what to do
Cos it's the first time I saw you like this
But I put my arm around you
And hugged you the whole night
And comforted you.

I remember the 138th time I cried in front of you
You just said,
"Aiyah. Don't cry ok? Babies don't cry."
and smiled at me in that damn annoying way.
That I just couldn't help it
and started smiling
Even though I felt stupid.

I miss it when we go to the beach
And have a heart-to-heart talk about
Just anything in the world.
And I feel so connected to you
As if you're the only person who can understand me the most.

I miss you.

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Hello, I am Jia Xin.
psalm 27:4

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