There are tons of things I want to do with you again. There are a lot of things I want to go back to and just repeat it until I’m fed up with it. Funny but it’s true.
- I want you to text me every day. Your ‘Good morning’ messages, ‘Have you eaten?’, ‘What did you eat?’, and all those endless questions about what I’m doing just because you want to start a conversation with me.
- I want to hear your everyday mushy pick up line. The way you suddenly change your aura to a very attracted one, I still don’t know how you do that. But it works every single time.
- I want to go on a date with you. The simple dates that I know you already planned in your head just so won’t disappoint me. And I will also have a plan in my head cause I feel the same.
- I want to nervously eat in front of you on our first to fifth dates. I don’t know if you notice but it’s really nerve wracking to eat in front of the person you like. I don’t want to turn you off or something. Silly me because I know you don’t care, you actually love the way I eat. Well, everything about me.
- I want to receive phone calls from you. The one with endless chatting and laughing. Well, not everyday we have something to talk about, there are also long silences but I like it. It’s not the awkward silence, it’s more like a comfortable one. Like, hearing you breathe making me feel you’re close to me. And then you’ll start singing cause you don’t want me to be bored and we’ll laugh again.
- I want to dress up because I’m going to meet you. That feeling of trying to impress you. I don’t really care about what people say but it matters what you say, weather if I look good or not. I try to look for the clothes I’m gonna wear days before our date. And you say the same thing every time, ‘You look good no matter what you wear’.
- I want you to go to my house. The feeling of familiarity. When my sister see you she’s like knocking to my room telling me you’re there already. The way my mom entertain you and well, I’m sorry about my dog always barking. I guess she doesn’t like to share me to you cause she knows I like you more.
All the things I get nervous about will just disappear because in the end we are comfortable with one another. I won’t care about my hair because you say you like me with my hair lay down or in an up do. I won’t care about what I wear or even if I’m naked because you said you love every inch of me. I won’t care about my funny gestures because you said that’s part of me you love. I won’t care if I fart, sneeze or even have bad breathe because you always remind me that I’m not perfect and you don’t care about that cause I’m human. And you love me no matter what. And I want to all these things with you again. I miss it. I want it. The things we do. The way you make me feel. All those. It’s gonna be great if we could do all these things over and over again
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