Thursday, November 26, 2009

Dear Mr. Z..

I miss your silly grin, your laugh; the way you call my name, the way your fingers touch those strings then we sing a lot songs together.
I miss the moment when our hands held each other's, then you whispered something that make me smile.
But the one that I miss the most is when you cut my words then said "I love you" suddenly.

well, I miss you much.

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