I Hate it When I miss You

You said you missed me.

" I miss seeing you around"

"I miss your presence"

I miss you.

I do too.

I Hate it I when I have the same feeling.

I Hate it I when I'm waiting.

I'm waiting for you.

I'm waiting for your news.

I'm waiting for your text.

I'm waiting for What you may say today.

What would be our topic today.

I knew you were married.

I'm glad you admitted you're attached.

I'm glad yet I'm sad at the same time.

I'm glad because you're honest with me.

I'm sad because you will never be mine.

You said what you wanna said.

You said what I thought I may say but never did.

You said it out loud. I hide it all away.

I'm coward. You're brave.

We are from different world.

I wonder do you love her?

I wonder even though I already know the answer.

I hate that I already have the answer but still wish the answer is not true. But it is true.

I don't ask you silly question. I know it definitely will hurt me.

I just wish.

I wish.

I know we are late.

I hate it because we are late.

I wonder why God put us together.

I wonder what kind of test is this.

I wonder what God wanna tells me.

I wonder why He leads us here.

I wonder why you called me your girl.

I wonder why you called yourself my man.

I know the answer but I still hoping.

Hoping for what I'm not sure. Hoping for miracle that may makes thing turns ugly?

I hate that you come close.

I hate that you admitted what you had in mind so freely.

You only makes me hope for more.

Which is dangerous.

Which is fire.

You can play with fire but don't get yourself burn.

You said.

How am I supposed to do that. When I already fall in love with you.

I Hate it When I fall for you so easily.

1981. 35 years old.

You confessed. On 12th Feb 2016.

You broke my heart.