It has become a constant process. I am always missing you. I miss you when you are with me and when you are not. I wonder if I miss you as a person or as a habit. If I miss you as a person then what do I miss? Talkings, cudlings, fightings or just the presence of another being around the corner breathing, sharing same bed and table. Or if I say I miss you as a habit then what do I miss? Do I miss the usual couple talk, simple financial matters or just a habit like million other I have?
I keep on questioning to myself, if I am putting much pressure on me discovering these matrix. Am I being hard on myself and in the process hurting myself more? There are times when I tell myself, perhaps it is just me. May be I think beyond what I require to.
To me you have taken me too “less seriously”. I am just another person in your life. A person who doesnt posses supreme authority over your choices or priorities. A relationship you dont need to work on, as it has nowhere else to go. A person is just like that tripod in your study room. Kept there without much use. You do need to move it from time to time but not much use or care.
Am i being too dramatic or emotional. Yes, may be I am. I will not even defend it. As to me your are the wall clock. I need to look at it every other minute, first thing I look when I wake up. Perhaps the one thing, I need the
Now I sound all desperate and like a perfect loser. However I want you to realize, I am not one of those door mats. Emotions, caring, love and share are just not few over rated words. I want all these feelings to be reciprocated in other words mutual. Are you up for it?