New city, New boys

From day one, liking you really threw me off. Three years after that first day, when I never thought of you again, suddenly here you are. Here you are with me.

In this new city, with rooms and rooms full of a different crowd, unknowns and reintroduced faces and so, so many new people, I found myself with you weekends after weekends.

I would join you and your friends, eventually leave but soon after want to plan to see you again. Plan so you can make me smile again. I was so comfortable seeing you, again and again. Every time, I would gladly come out and join you. And you would always ask me to join. Always keep your arm close, your self close. Always look, check and ask if I was okay.

and now, its been all but two days. i miss you exponentially.

you are on my mind incessantly.

Cuz I forgot to tell you how much I vibe with you.

And let me tell you that your text is the smile of my day.

And by the way, you say things exactly how I want them to be said. And how do you know, to say exactly what I want to hear.

And even unrelated things–your housekeeper called me apologising that you gave her my number some time ago. She just said your name, I just heard your name, and nothing else after, and really it just made my day.

Miss Mess



About iheartmess

A Middle Eastern Londoner 20-something living the 'western' life in between London and home.
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