Saturday, 11 January 2014

It never mattered.

It doesn’t,
it didn’t carry the same weight for both of us.
For you, it’s nothing but an almost daily requirement but for me it was special. For a person of habit, it’s nothing.
Wish we could dine and talk, spend the dawn of New Year together, count down and light spark sticks on a roof top, go to a park, to the beach, to that square, lie down together, watch the stars, the clouds.
I wish you would talk to me about your feelings more.. I asked but you didn’t understand.

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