그 미소를 | That Smile

I think this is the first time I’m missing someone. I’m actually longing for someone presence for real. It’s hard. Longing for the expression he made when I leave crude remarks, the time we would spend just talking about nothing and everything.

It’s unfair to miss someone when you’re anything but happy, but it’s overwhelming to know that he’s one of the others that can make you happy just by being with him, at the thoughts of him.

Should I tell to him? Should I say it upfront?

How you would always be by my side and we just sit there, talking endlessly. It made me happy and I’m glad to have met you. And I miss you. Will we ever meet again someday?

The stupid me always forget that time never stops and life goes on. You have your own way, and I have my own. Even though mine have seem to stop sometimes ago, you always have a future ahead.

Selfish of me to think that things can always go back to how they used to be.

It’s okay. I’ll probably forget this too, just like the other times.\

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