It Is What It Is

I miss Wasim everyday.. everyday.. somehow he still remains in my life even though his not technically. He remains in my heart . I’m sure his moved on by now. After all his A GUY and his got a life to live. sigh.. I miss being loved , I miss that amazing , safe , warm feeling of knowing that someone loves me . I was living in a fairy tale.. for me at least coz honestly I’ve never really been loved like that before . No one has ever really loved me or took the time to know ME as he did. No one . And then he came so unexpectedly so randomly. I wish things were different. Because no words can describe what I feel for him.

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