ay..

hey, you.
i remember the way you always make me laugh everynight by the phone, jokes about Paris, about that Jaguar, about the Orange Bikini and so on. things i would never forget.
i am still remember the way you kissed me, the way you held my hand just like you'll never let me go.
the way you told me you really wanted to be with me, never apart.
the way you put that silver-butterfly necklace on my birthday.
i still feel your hug when i was scared of losing and you calm me down.
the way you wiped my tears when i came to you for the last time.

i still love the way you love me.
i still see you in my dreams.

but..
where are you now?
where have you been?
and where are you going?
i miss you.


it feels like all i wanted is to hold you, so close.

can i smell your polo green classic parfume again from the sweater you lent me in that cold night?
can i have your another 'i-love-you' words after those kisses in the dark car we rode?

My Gosh..
how could i face the day you will be leaving? another 11 weeks.
and that will be our last goodbye.




ily.