Post No. 80

Do you remember that feeling?
The warmth that will make your heart flutter.

I yearn for that feeling again.


You know you are loved when if you run he runs after you.
You know you are loved when he'd climb a thousand walls for you.
You know you are loved when he'd drive to your place 2 in the morning just cuz you were hungry and you feel like maccas.
You know you are loved when thing's he did for you are just so sweet and you'd fill your diary will every single detail so you'll won't forget anything.
You know you are loved when he'd hold your hands just for you not to feel so lonely.

You know you somewhat found a piece of yourself when you found him.





I must be a box of vintage puzzle. Waiting to be found. Waiting to be pieced together to be complete again. Parts of me might be missing after being left for so long. But I know you'd figure a way to substitute the missing pieces. Tho not perfect, they might as well be.

To you. I wonder. Who you'd be.