anisah abdul rahmani think i miss you, a bit. a little bit more than i should. i feel like sending you a text, my fingers are itching so bad to press the send button, but, but.. no, it’s not my ego, it’s just that.. my pride won’t let me. y’know. half of me still feels good. but the other half feels like, you don’t care anymore? but that’s normal to me. i mean, that is normal for me to feel that way towards you. i always feel that, every time after your presence is not here for a few days. i know i shouldn’t. even if it’s real that you do not care anymore.
i kept saying that i am tired with all these. but you know, it’s already like my own job. like a part of me. this, i cannot leave.
somehow deep inside, i know that well maybe you feel the same way as i do. maybe a little lesser. or well maybe that’s just my imagination. i am sorry, i don’t show you much.. i mean, yeah, as a friend. i seem like i’m not bother. but i just don’t know how to show that i really care. i hope you understand. you know the kind of person i am, don’t you?
anyway, i hope things are good on your side. miss you. always. x
