It has been a year that our stories end. Still remember? (June, 30 2011)
I miss those days when everything goes very very very good.
I miss our togetherness.
I miss our 'unimportant' talk.
I miss when we laugh together.
I miss the way you find time for us to see each other despite the busy schedules that we have.
I miss the times that when we have a fight, you’d never let a day pass without solving it.
I miss the way you hold my hand.
I miss how you put my head on your shoulder every time you notice that I'm getting sleepy.
I miss the way we talk like there's no tomorrow.
I miss the way we text each other for hours.
I miss how you always make my day.
I miss how you used to cheer me up.
I miss how everything’s perfectly fine back then.
I miss how we were before.
I just miss every little thing about us.
I just miss the old days.
I miss us as I remember how it used to be when nothing else matter but you and me.
But...
