After all these years ,months and days of togetherness, sudden unexpected fights and long long painful solitary nights where sometimes you decide to teach a lesson to me, which you succeed of course, I still love you. Less childish at times but the intensity of missing you is still grave, the pain of being away is still excruciating. Every moment I wait to hear you, your voice is like a cure from heaven, if I hear you that is. Head spins with these thoughts. What are you upto?
My thoughts kill me. The pain is murderous.