April 16, 2014

What i miss the most

What i miss the most
Would maybe probably
The smell of morning
Where my mom's cooking
Creeping into my room
Making me awake
And head down to the kitchen
Smells of the coffee
And seeing she smile
And nagging how late i was waking up
But i just shrug off and laugh
The innocent laugh
She was my everything
And I was lucky to be her daughter
To have a mother like her

What i miss the most
Was everymorning
My dad would wake me up
So i wont be late to school
And how patient he was waiting for me
To get ready
To finish watching my favorite cartoon
And he would tease me
But i just laugh
And sometime he bought me
Those extreme buzz that i love
And the carbonara spaghetti
Forever will I be his princess
Even if one day I might found my prrince
He will be my forever King

What i miss the most
Hanging out with my baby brother
Even thought we had our rough time
But he understood me
He knows when i wearing my fake face
And when i dislike something
And we would shared our darkest secret
In the darkest hour
Laugh at jokes
Watching movie
Teasing other people
I only had him
And even sometime he was like a pain in the ass
But i love him
And thats all that matter

What i miss the most
Those time i had with my bestfriends
Those drama, those gossiping
About boys or whatsoever
But right now
We all seem far
Busy with studies and all that
We still find time for each other
Catching up or just hang out
It wasnt the same as before
But it was good
Because we keep the friendship
The sisterhood strong
I hope we stay this way forever
Even if we had bigger commitment later in the future

What i miss the most
Was talking to you
And having arguments
Mostly about everything
I love the friendship we hadAnd you the only longest guyfriend i had
You know me well just like i know you
You know my fears, i know your dreams
We both busy with our lives now
But i just hope that you wont forget me
And the friendship we had.
I didnt plan to fall for you
It just happen naturally
What i know was that
I will wait for whatever it is to happen

And what i miss the most
Is my own dear old self
The one who love to laugh
Who love to smile
Who do silly things and act weird
Whenever she was nervous or excited
The one who fall in love easily
Who open minded
But she was different now
She still love to do those silly thing
Still love to laugh
But she was not as open she may seem
She didnt do trust anymore
And even if she try
She just not the same

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