a colored spectrum

waffles.

You.

you tell the worse lame jokes but you made the best travel partner.

you knew what i loved. the TJC waffles with peanut butter.

you loved to dip ur nose into ice cream, a coffee and a smoke.

you stink all the time like a stale cigarette.

you were my soft cushion that suspense my fall. i clawed you to death on bad days.

Miss.

to miss means to be constantly thinking of.

to miss needs not be sad nor happy. it's a neutral emotion of vacant emptiness.

more than anything else, it is a sense of incomplete being.

i miss seeing you munch your food.

i miss seeing you smile when you see me.

i miss stroking your fur.

I.

i pod. i thought. i have nothing to say as usual.

posted by Veen @ 13:07