this post is dedicated to you, darling. don't know when you're going to read this, I still want to say I miss you..though you've heard so many times already.
Days have been passing so slowly without your presence. They seem more quiet. More empty. Though everyday we talk without fail, especially before you and I both sleep, it can never beat the feelings I feel when you're near with me. But even so, without hearing your voice daily, I don't feel at ease. Sleepless nights or waking up every half an hour to check if you sms or have I missed any calls is what I do, automatically, to hear if there's any news of you.
Thoughts of you and me together and times we had before I came here, are always on repeat in my mind. Times where we sit together and just talk, or to look at the river, your pool, the moon..thinking back, I feel the ache. I understand what you mean now when you said you missed me till your heartached. When can we press the play button and move forward, and experience all that over and over again, live, till the end of our lifetime, forever or maybe till the next life? I swear I won't get bored.
I wish I have a super car here, or at least you have them (since you've got your license), so when we miss each other, we can just drive in the skies and meet each other as we're miles and miles away. Or even meet up in clouds, the moon, as long as we see each other..to touch..to feel..to hold..to hug..to kiss.
I wish, too,that money grow on trees and all I had to do was just pluck them, or maybe flights back home to Malaysia is free. Then, I can go back to your arms whenever I needed you. Just grant me either one of my wishes, God... But if this is an obstacle for us from up above, I'll think of ways back to you, if you can't make it here, with every heartbeat.. If there's a will, there's a way.. You're the will, I'll make my way, darling.
This may not be beautifully written, as my english vocabulary, as you already know, is limited. But I can assure you, I've tried my best. It was written spontaneously, right from my heart.
I love you, Eddie L.A.O.
Again,
yours to keep for always.
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