A midnight's request.

I don't like you not being there. I don't like it when I need you and you're nit there. I don't like it when I call you and you don't pick up. I don't like that you're so far away. I don't like that I can't have you. I don't like the fact that touching you feels wrong. I don't like the fact that loving you feels wrong.

I don't like a lot of things.

I don't like how you know so much about me.

I don't like how can tell something's wrong with me even before I know it.

I don't like how you can tell so many things from my voice. I don't like that you love me so much. I don't like how I think I can never do anything that will make me deserve you. I don't like that you're so amazing. I don't like how you fit into the prince charming perfectly.

You say, it's going to be alright.

I know that's true. But I want to skip to that part. I want alright. Now.

Every day when you're not here, it makes me feel bad.

Every day when I can't hug you, it makes me feel like I missed something.

Like, I missed a daily chore.

I love you. And I hate that I can't show you how much.

I don't like a lot of things.

And out of all the things I don't like, my favorite dislike happens to be you.

Of days..

Of days when things didn't seem to work out,

To the realization that pretence only makes you want to shout.

Of days when pouts are preferred over smiles,

To the realization that there's only one person who will make you want to walk a thousand miles.

Of days when love seems to be as lovely as coffee on a sad winter evening,

To the realization that saying is easier than being.

Of days when you miss the school van,

To the realization that some stories don't end as beautifully as they began.

Of days when you think maybe it's too late to make amends,

To the realization that being stupid is better than pretence.

Of days when things seem to fall apart,

To the realization that life's problems don't come on an a la carte.

Of days when writing poems all day do you no good,

To the realization that not all thieves are robin-hoods.

Of days when looking in the mirror makes you feel as miserable as a cake that wouldn't hold together,

To the realization that nothing in this world or nobody in your life is going to be as beautiful as forever.  <3