I miss you.

I miss the times we spent just talking.

the times we spent just sitting on the steps just enjoying each others company.

the feeling that i could tell you anything on the world.

the feeling of trust.

the confidence that i knew you and each and every one of your habits (including being late).

the good morning messages you sent.

the good night messages you sent.

the long midnight talks we had.

the movies we watched and shared drinks at.




its all gone now.

you pretend like i'm invisible.

i hide my hurt and reciprocate.

it's hard.

so much that i wish all this never happened in the beginning.