Attachment

It's been quite a while since we last met. I miss you quite terribly ever since. I really miss how you hold me, while you whispered the sweet words in my ear. I miss how you used to flattered my hair. I've been thinking of something that I feel since we first broke up last year. I think we have something that tied us up until now. I think we have something connected inside each of us.
Something that brought us together, in which ever way.
I keep thinking about every little possibility that might not just be a coincidence, but I don't want to hope or expect any higher. It might drop me off the ground and I don't want to get hurt anymore.
Sometimes, I wish you would want to be the "same" as me, so that we could be together. But I know that sounds too egoistic.
This time we have this issue about harmony is religious diversity. And I think we could another concrete example of unity in diversity. I just want us ti be together so bad.
Sometimes, I can't stand myself not being with you anymore. Maybe it's kind of exaggerating, but much less it is how I feel.
I can't fight nature.

"I think our souls are connected, that what makes it hurts to let go..."

I really want to be with you right now. I need somebody to hold onto.
I'm almost drowned into the mud of my own despair.
I fear that someday, you will forget me. I'm scared that one day, I will be replaced and forgotten.
You wouldn't miss me or think of me when you're awake at night, just like I always do.
I'm afraid that I will never have somebody to hope for anymore.
I don't think I have any sober things to say to you, I only have these pointless poetic phrases that might describe how I actually feel until now.