i like talking to you in the sense that
waiting has never been a bad thing for me.
missing you has never been;
scare me that would make me own you,
nor a deepest crave for your attention but instead
with your 'pst' 'hi' 'how are you'
or with how you tried your best to keep up with my dialect and your
'nahidlaw' 'kapoy' 'gwapa kag gwapo'
and you being dearie with your
'langga' 'beh' 'i miss you' 'i miss you :( ' and i miss you too' over and over again... That would be enough.
From the smallest things, it makes me happier. Knowing that you are there talking with me. Regardless of your no-sleep-study-clerkship-beauty-nap schedule. lol
I was just hoping, things weren't just all inside my head or like a beautiful moon lingers on nights and leave on midnight dawn when the sun's up.
I would have love to let these things fall into it's places. -m.t