
My Dear,
It's has been a week since we last see eachother.
I understand you're busy with your work.
That's why I don't even dare to call you.
I picked up my phone and dial your number but I hang-up,
I thought of sending you sms but i deleted
I am so happy that we are going to see eachother tonight.
I am thinking about you every second of every day
and cannot wait until I see you.
I was thinking so much about that earlier tonight,
when I am going to meet you.
I am getting butterflies in my stomach
just at the thought of seeing you again.
You make everything complete and
I can't imagine spending time with someone else
& having these feelings for anyone else.
I'm anxious to see you again.
Goodness!!! I just received your message. You're not coming to see me.

Arrr.... What else can I do???... With this I wrote a poem...
One Week
One week without you is like a week without water,
One week without you is like a year in prison,
One week without you is like a month without sunshine,
One week without your voice is like a year absent the sound of music,
One week without your comfort is a week without sleep,
One week without speaking with you is like years alone in a deserted island,
One week without you in my life is like no life at all!
what else to say? .... haiz...
2 comments:
Very touching blog. who are you? where are you from? how to get to know you?
You are a great writer! evry emotions...
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