Another night

Another night… Another lonely night… I want to empty myself of this something that I do not know. I want to talk to a particular someone right now but I don’t think that someone would want to listen to what I want to say. I want to just sit beside that someone and feel the comfort I could only find when that someone is near. I miss the arms that would never squander an opportunity to hug me. I miss the scent that this someone’s clothes emit. I miss the person. I miss the things that we used to do. I miss everything but I do not want to take back the things that I have said. T_T

Another night… another horrible night

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