In my room,
While you're in another place,
I wonder if you miss me,
As i think of and adore your face.
Although,
I know-
Together we won't go,
But still, i think of you.
Now i know it's stupid, but true.
You're like the only one who
Just kept me complete inside
And out,
So obviously there's no doubt
That there's somehting missing in me now.
I just hope that when you come back (if you come back),
That everything would turn out better, you'd make a big difference
That's missing in like almost everone's appearance-
Keeping people the way they were before,
As in sad, angry, pissed off or happy,
Hey, who knows the actual feelings, there could be more.
But all i wish is there is still you and me.
