April 5, 2012

Patahan #45

Oh how I miss the routine. How I miss any 'good morning' or 'how are you' or any ordinary question. Any that keeps you from this mess. Sure.

Oh how I miss any simple chats - talking about working, about dreaming, about what I am doing. How I miss any 'good night' or 'take care' or any kind of messages that make me feel warm and fine. Any that keeps you from this tear and the bad smile and nothing. Sure.


For silence and expectation - been good friends these days. Sure.

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