And I still have a huge crush on you!
All I have everWanted from youIs to be wantedBy you!
I couldn't help but smileAnd speak to you for awhileIt's not that I miss youOr things we used to doIt's kind of hard to explainBut it makes me want to see you againAnd when you called me after a weekI knew it had to be a 2 way street
Because I'm still learningHow to hold my own hand!
You're like the bus back to ColomboOn a Thursday eveningThough it's eight hours longThe whole week I have been feeningYou're like strawberry and creamOn a depressing dayNo matter what happensMakes me feel okayYou're like the puppy in BadullaWho makes me smileEven though I'm alone and boredAnd haven't seen anyone in awhileYou're like the night sky full of starsOr the beach ...
Isn't it funnyThat you are the oneTo ask if I amOver my exWhen you're clearlyThe oneHung up overYours!
I realisedThatYou'll always find a wayTo take anyone's sideBut mine!TodayI noticed thatI can only tell you thingsIf there is a purposeAnd I cannot justSpeak my mind.TodayI figuredIf there is somethingBothering meI can only tell it to youIf there is somethingYou can doAbout it.And todayI learntThat every time I talkYou won't necessarilyListenBut you will pretendThat you actuallyHeard all of it.
You know that howWhen you cry too muchYour head hurts...?Well that's the thing, You should not beKnowing about it!
After all these yearsMaybe I shouldLet you knowHow I used feel about you.Would you thenLaugh at meAnd find it funnyOr would youBe bitterThat I got over youBefore you did?
Okay so this is going to be tough because I barely know myself. But yes I will try to help you get to know me.By nature I am a happy person and it doesn’t take a lot to make me happy. Just hanging out with my friends and family is enough. Other than that I love the beach, I love ...
TodayI toldmyselfthat I willfinally writethat letterI shouldhave sentlong timeago.I satfor hourswith thepen inmy handbutsomehowthe paperstayed empty.And Icouldn't haveexplainedit anybetter.
I didn't actually tell you thisBut I am impressed!You managed to guessWhat I wrote aboutJust by telling youWhen I wrote it.Maybe you know meMore than I thoughtYou do!
I had picturedA completely different personWhen I spoke to youOver the phone.Now I find itHard to comprehendThat the person I metAnd the voice on the phoneIs one and the same!
They are a bunch of boysWithout a family of their ownOr a place to call home...Yet they beSo young, carefree and happy!The smile on their facesThe hapiness in their voicesAnd the excitement in their eyesWhen they are with me;Gives me a kind of feelingWhich can beClosest described as happiness!But...It doesn't really cover it!
It happensAll the timeAnd yetWe only say we are At a meetingIf it's for anOfficial purpose!
I used to writeI still want toBut I hardly find the time...This time aroundI promise myselfTo give it a tryTo write daily!At least Thats the planLet's see how it goes...
I didn't let you get to meI was being carefulOr so I thought....But I wanted me to get to youAnd it didn't workOr so I think...
Darling Sachi,I was going to tell you that I don't think I have missed anyone as much as I missed you today but, I don't think that's entirely true. I am pretty sure that I have missed others more than this but at this moment it feels like otherwise. Today work was like school with no friends. That moment you ...
You mean the world to meYou know that.It's my fault this timeI admit; ButYou have had your shareAs well.But nowThat we are on about mine,Tell meWhere do I stand?Because right nowI feel likeYou are testing me,And I'm not in the mood for games!Or worseIf this is how our future isThen I thinkI'd rather back away,'Cause I hateTo pretend that we are fineWhen you clearly aren't.
People walk around calling everyone their best friend that the term doesn’t have any real meaning anymore. Mere acquaintances are lavished with hugs and kisses upon a second or at most third meeting. Birthday cards get passed around offices so everybody can scribble a snippet of sentimentality for a colleague they barely met. Everyone just loves everyone. As a result ...