Sunday 10 April 2011



i hate the fact that your fragrance still sneaks upon me, your scent still follows me suddenly, catching upon me out of nowhere. i hate that i still remember every word that you have ever said,that i still feel like rushing up to you whenever i am happy or sad. i hate the fact that i could forget everything - My name, my world, but i can never forget that one you gave me, which took my breath away. i hate the way my heart has memorized your laugh, your voice,the twinkle in your eyes, the way you smiled. But i most of all, i hate missing you. 

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