you don’t know how much i want to text you, to see you, know you again. To see how you smile, how your laugh sounds like, how you blush when you’re embarrassed. To see how you dance, how you live, to see how you cry, how you’re actually more complex than a smile but as beautiful as a storm, a beautiful raining day with your hair in the wind and see you barely fly. I miss you, i hope i don’t miss the previous you because i want to know the new you, i want to know every parts of your routine, every little things that make you, you. I want to see your art grows and be by your side, i want to do projects with you and be with you. I’m so sorry that I still can’t get over you. You’re like my star guiding me through a dark night.