14 11 / 2011
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I want to see you
I know it sounds cheesy. It sounds cheesy and i don’t usually talk about this kind of thing, so i feel very awkward
I usually talk about music, beautiful places, and dreams, but not about love.
Wait, love? What is love? People say it too easily, too frequently, until they blur the meaning
No, sir, i don’t love you
but when i say “i want to see you”, i mean it
I don’t know why, i just want to see you, even from a distance. Even though when i do, i won’t do anything but pretending that i never know you.
I know it sounds cheesy. Believe me, the more words i’m writing here, the more i’m shouting to myself, “back to be you!”
but i know it’s still me.
They said, “you’re missing him. You miss talking with him and sitting right next to him”
I don’t think i’m missing you. I don’t even miss talking with you and sitting right next to you. How can i miss something that never happened?
I just want to see you.
To see, not to talk. Not to interact. Not to be recognized.
This is rubbish and i may be just blabbering, but I’ve never thought before; one simple feeling could be this bitter.
