Its almost about to be 4 yrs, and 9 yrs that we have been with each other. I am not one of the romantic kinds and the stricter of the 2 of us, you know. But I was wondering, do I...? And I realized
I do...
Miss you, when you go outside without me,
Miss you, when I go outside without you,
Miss you even when I am with my parents,
Like your touch next to me when I am sleeping,
Like your breath on my neck,
Like you taking my bolster,
Miss your BB ringing when you are not around,
Like you talking to Kublai early in the morning and telling him that you love him more than I do,
Miss the sound of the TV airing Ong Bak, or Shanghai Noon, or the others when you are not here,
Miss/Like your futile arguments,
Miss/Like the incorrectly folded blankets by you,
Miss/Like the misplaced pillows lovingly sorted by you,
Miss/Like you telling me that you have sorted the room with a glow on your face,
Miss/Like your tea,
Miss you cooking and the aroma coming all the way upstairs,
Like your smiling face when I agree to visit the mall on a weekend,
Like your mole,
Like your big nose,
Like your half rotten teeth,
Like the way you run your fingers through my hair to make me sleep,
Like the food you get for me when I get my migraine,
Like the songs you have sung for me in all these years, even your tuneless ghazal,
Like all the red clothes that you have given me,
Like the way you gave me the ring,
Like the way you fought for me,
Like the way you were there for me,
Like the way you are......!
I do...
Miss you, when you go outside without me,
Miss you, when I go outside without you,
Miss you even when I am with my parents,
Like your touch next to me when I am sleeping,
Like your breath on my neck,
Like you taking my bolster,
Miss your BB ringing when you are not around,
Like you talking to Kublai early in the morning and telling him that you love him more than I do,
Miss the sound of the TV airing Ong Bak, or Shanghai Noon, or the others when you are not here,
Miss/Like your futile arguments,
Miss/Like the incorrectly folded blankets by you,
Miss/Like the misplaced pillows lovingly sorted by you,
Miss/Like you telling me that you have sorted the room with a glow on your face,
Miss/Like your tea,
Miss you cooking and the aroma coming all the way upstairs,
Like your smiling face when I agree to visit the mall on a weekend,
Like your mole,
Like your big nose,
Like your half rotten teeth,
Like the way you run your fingers through my hair to make me sleep,
Like the food you get for me when I get my migraine,
Like the songs you have sung for me in all these years, even your tuneless ghazal,
Like all the red clothes that you have given me,
Like the way you gave me the ring,
Like the way you fought for me,
Like the way you were there for me,
Like the way you are......!
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