It's suffocating.

I wish to live and not just to exist.

Don't leave me with my thoughts.

I'm scared.

I'm ashamed of what's running on my mind.

Hey! I Missed

You who matches the pace of my walk.

You who laughs before I even finish a joke.

You who asks me to go out for a cup of coffee.

You who texts me cause you know I don't like phone calls.

You who sends flowers on random days.

You who annoys me on the books you read and the lines, sentences that reminds you of me.

You who encourages me to pursue my passion.

You who keeps on reminding me that I am moving forward.

You who gives comfort in my storms.

I miss you.

I missed you.

I still am missing you.

The weird one.

The unwanted.

The spare.

But just be happy self. You're still alive (should I)