100differentthings

​We met not long ago.

I was reluctant to open up to you. And you realized this. So you opened up to me first. I was happy. The previous ones never did. I always thought it was because I was a bore to talk to. But you kept on telling me about yourself. It got me thinking That it was you I have been waiting for. I started opening up to you. We realized we had a lot in common. We set up a date. I got…

I’ll Wait

​You told me you’re currently busy.

Thanks for telling me that.

I’m not plagued with “what if” situations.

‘Cause I know you’re telling the truth.

But I’m feeling antsy.

This silence is making me impatient.

I want to hear your voice.

Right this moment.

But I can’t force you to.

If I do, I might just hate myself.

That’s why, I won’t.

I shall wait.

Even if I bite all my nails off.

I will be patient.

​I miss your smell.

I miss your laugh.

I miss your jokes.

I miss your voice.

I miss your hug.

I miss how you’d light up when you see me.

But no matter how I miss those things, I’d never ask you to come back because things would never be the same, and I don’t want these feelings turn to hatred.

So, let me miss you once in a while and then I’ll be okay.

​I miss your smell.

I miss your laugh.

I miss your jokes.

I miss your voice.

I miss your hug.

I miss how you’d light up when you see me.

But no matter how I miss those things, I’d never ask you to come back because things would never be the same, and I don’t want these feelings turn to hatred.

So, let me miss you once in a while and then I’ll be okay.

I was really surprised that I was able to do this last night. I mean, it was just a spur of the moment thing.

I was just randomly scrolling down the instagram app when I stumbled upon the latest post JC had and I, honestly, stared at it for quite some time – something I have never really done before.

I’m actually the type of person that doesn’t really go fangirling for celebrities but damn this…

I want to feel it lingering on my skin and have electricity run all over my body until my hair strands stand in pleasure.

I would very much love to have a taste of that pair of tempting lips and see if it tastes like tobacco or the vanilla ice cream you’re licking right now.

But most of all, I…

From a semi-open window

With tinted car windows

Lowering the book covering my face

Through a pair of tinted lenses

Wearing a cap with visor

Or behind an unsuspecting friend

And even through my pair of clear round glasses

I would take any chance just to take a peek at you – to see if you had a smile or a frown on – because that’s the only thing I’m allowed to do.