I miss the conversations when you'll get so flustered when trying to tell me something. I miss your adorable smile and reddish face when you get embarrassed. I miss taking charge of the coversation.
I miss it when you would be the one to initiate things. I miss the way you would gently but firmly push me to do something. I miss you taking charge of the actions.
I feel like I have to do everything but I'd hate to complain to you about it. I'm scared that we might end up as a sore spot in our memory
I'm trying and trying to not fight so hard but I just have the smallest feeling that the affection is lost, that the physicality is lost. I don't know if this is the normal stage of relationships, but I can't keep escaping to the past. I want to continue making good memories, but this past fortnight was uneventful.
Nothing is alright. I feel empty and I don't know if I'm being selfish or I'm not but I need what we had before.
I need you with me. Or I will drown in the euphoria of Winter Break and never awake.
YOU ARE READING
constantly blooming.
Poetry'i will never stop blooming, like an eternal rose of flame... i may have my times of smolder and small sparks, but i will always become a huge inferno in the end... and nothing can stop me.' Collection of poetry and prose between the ages of 10-15...
