Starting to feel like a grinch,
You should have been here by my side.
You should have seen me now.
Listening to an old number by Scorpions.
“I called your number, the line ain’t free,
I’d like to tell you ‘come to me’ ”
All alone in front of the blank sheet
Wondering if you’ll ever take this seriously
Wondering if I’ll ever possess enough courage to send you this,
If ever the words could come out right.
But can’t let go of this feeling
Kinda addictive I guess,
If I have to feel this miserable for missing you, so be it
It’s the next best thing to having you by my side anyways.
What do I miss in you so much?
Its... its YOU (Here you find the writer lost in words)
It’s the small talks,
Multi-million dollar ideas,
Hilarious jokes about you,
How you care for people around you,
An intent listening ear
The perfect friend
Now, I wish you could read this
Wished you’d feel the same way I do
Wished I’d have a little guts to make you read this
Wished I could be a better man
Wished you’d be happy
How, I wished for a happy ending
An ending with you
Listening to scorpions…
NOT feeling miserable anymore…
(Dear reader, she hasnt raed it till now, so im posting it here again... I dont think she'll get to read it and feel the same way. *sigh*)