Imissthee, love.

I stand under an overcast sky, trying to strike a chord as the droplets lick down my face. The wind flapping at my shirt and the water that trickles down my body and the sky getting all black. I realized, I have started missing him, so much more.. his absence feels so strong at times like these. I wish if I could fly to him, somehow. The want for closeness arrests me. Unknowingly, unwillingly, I am drawn to him. Addicted to him. I miss you, O. How cliche, right? I know =/ but that's how I feel .. completely occupied by his thoughts, memories of the bygone days we have had spent together.



As the droplets touch my skin; I wonder if you were here, you would have ..

taken me out .. for you know, how much I love rain!

gotten wet with me .. danced with me. One of my fantasies =p

lifted me off my feet.. such that I could see myself in your hazel eyes and let the world be jealous!

let me lose control ..


Ah, I have so much to look forward to .. in all the seasons :) Feels like, every atom in my body is craving for your presence, for your strong arms to hold me close. To take me away, somewhere I have never been before. Where I could see 'US' onlyyyy. I miss you a lot,O.. if I could grab you out of my thoughts, I would have done it right now. Come back soon, baby.

Too much mush in one post, yeah? I could see that =/ ..

4 love for me ..:

Zee said...

omg..romantic!!

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