Nonchalance of You

I'm home and feeling…. lonely. 

I pretend everything is okay when you are gone. But I just couldn't continue avoiding the phone calls that chased us away I bent down and planted a kiss, the words inadvertently slipped out and I let slide an admission of my feelings. So I try to cover it up with feigned nonchalance and rehearsed finesse, but I do believe I meant it. I did. 

There is a fact that people tends to let their feelings out while at night. 

This is why I hate when I hear you said: "you will find someone else. you'll find others." Yes, fine, I know this, it's life but it's not this that upsets or annoys me. I'm not looking for anyone. We were a

beautiful accident--it wasn't on purpose. That's all. We can't replace accidents just like that. Yes, I will one day find another but that doesn't mean that they will replace you because for me, everyone has his individual value.

And here's where I become a confused emotional wreck.

I miss you...

I miss your voice, to breathe in your warm scent and to feel your fingers run through my hair.

I miss the feeling I get when I am with you. 

I miss you so much that it hurts. But do you know what the worst part is? 

The fact that you don't seem to miss me at all but her...  xA