It’s like the weather nowadays. We wake up to a gloomy weather, without the sunrise. I’m robbed off my light. My bright, sun.
It’s a train ride and we’re currently going through a long, dark tunnel. We can see the light at the end. It’s there but still too far. Everything just feels dull and dark.
It’s wanting to tell each other even the smallest event that happened today and being disappointed when we can’t even finish a phone call.
It’s like being in a long, black and white mime commercial and I just can’t wait for my favorite show to come back on.
It’s counting everyday that passed, thinking of what we could have done together that day instead of being away from each other.
It’s crying alone instead of having his arm around you, consoling you.
It’s praying for atleast the comfort of knowing you’re only half an hour from me instead of a plane ride away.
It’s seeing those must-visit places and thinking it’s not worth time if we don’t go together.
It’s sad. It’s depressing. It’s one boring, pathetic phase. But it’s not forever.
I miss you. I love you.