I miss you

I miss you.

I miss your voice. I remember you speaking softly to my ear, making my inside mushy with that anticipation. I remember that lovely cute sounds you make to make me smile. Or poke you in your midrift to make you stop. I remember your advice to me, explaining to me the real meaning of hardwork and no-time-for-anything-else. I remember your complains, not allowing me to say anything because you have not finish babbling. I miss your voice, and I smile.

I miss your touch. I remember that tingling feeling everytime your skin caresses mine. I remember the warmth and how it spread all over me each time you hold my hand. I miss your touch, and I smile.

I miss your shoulder. I remember the time when I put my head on it, while we were going down the escalator. I remember when you pulled me closer, and rested my head on it while you're driving. I miss your shoulder, and I smile.

I miss your laugh. I remember when I cracked a stupid joke and you still laughed. I remember the rumble that sounds like thunder in your chest while we were lying side by side. I miss your laugh, and I smile.

I miss your love, and I smile.

I miss you, and I smile, because I can't afford to frown. Because frown will invite the tears to fall. And then I will cry. And I will feel so alone, because you're there and I am here, and there is no way we can be together. I will cry because I feel so lost without your hand guiding me through, without your laugh to pull me up. I will cry because there will be no shoulder for me to put my head on while I cry. So, I smile. And inside, I keep a secret hope that you will come back soon. And we can be together as we were before.

I miss you, so much.