#TDCProject – I Miss You.
I’ve been thinking about you. About the things that you do. Miss me, Sir? No? Okay. It’s me, the little moon who miss you so bad. I’m missing you as the first rain fell to the ground. I’m missing you and I don’t know how to say it, since the words “I Miss You” could not represent all these mixed feeling within me. What should I do? I miss you. I miss you. I miss you but I don’t want to miss you. But I miss you!!!
I’ve been thinking about us. About the things you said we’d do. Ever miss me, honey? For a second? Say? It’s me, a little mood of wondering if you’d miss me back. I am missing you as the last thing I wish I could hug. I’m missing you and I in the same old version of being ‘us’ again, but what should I say tonight? Since screaming how much I miss you wouldn’t get you back here. What’s next? I miss you, baby. And I miss us, too. In the end, not the end, I miss you. Just that.
—cloudsans, terdevan April 21st, 2016 / 10:18 a.m