SAD POST. BEWARE.

I am not ready to leave you. 


I am not ready to accept that I will not be able to see you, touch you, hug you... 


I still...


I still want to see your crooked-sometimes-awkward-but-extremely-irresistible smile because I always know you're happy with me.


I still want to see your eyes that look into mine as if I should have nothing to hide, because whatever happens, you'll always be there for me and you'll always accept and understand me the way I am.


I still want to touch your hair that you never want other people to touch but you let me do it anyway even if you complain about it.


I still want to hold your hand and know for sure that someone will always hold onto it even if we were, say, falling from the sky. 

I still want to get those forehead kisses that no one ever gave me before, because they make me feel that I'm actually more than a speck of human life among the billions.


I still want to have stupid fights with you so we can make up later.


I still want to hear your voice when you say how much you love me.


I still want to get my hair kept by your fingers because I know you care more about me than I could ever care about myself.


I still want to run under the rain with you in the empty streets, under the soft lush of yellow streetlight.


I still want to have endless conversations with you at the swings in the local Luneta park and talk about useless things like...school.

I still want to have jam sessions with you where you play the guitar, and I sing, because nothing would make me feel as if we were one than when we make music together.


I still want to feel your arms around me to comfort me when I feel like such a loser. And vice versa.


I still want to buy stuff for you just because you don't want me to. Srsly.


I still want to steal your shirts from you because wearing them always makes me feel like you're just there. (And anyway I buy you shirts in return so it's okay right?)


I still want to eat at restaurants with you so I can watch you munch on that KFC Twister that you think tastes like heaven but I don't.


I still want to play DANCE REVO with you and watch you struggle because you are too cute. <3


I still want to have thumb wars with you and beat you every single time. (I think you always let me win.)


I still want to argue with you about how awesome dogs are. 


I still want to talk about shoes with you because nobody else will.


I still want to get surprise back-hugs from you because they are EXTREMELY awesome.

I still want to put our palms together because it seems like we have the same hands.

I still want to hug you and never ever let go.

I still want to kiss you and be kissed by you, because I never thought it would be as consuming and passionate and real.

I still want to cry with you. For you.


Lastly, I still want to...


Heck, I just really still want to be with you.






Now remove all the wants with "need". I love you always.