They say that “absence makes the heart grow fonder”. Right now, I think its crap. Especially, if you miss the very physical presence of a certain soul. The touch of skin, the sound of voice, the look in the eyes….and the wink that crumples that stubborn nose. š
It makes my heart glow with warmth. So now, in its absence, i long for it. There’s no rationalizing about it.
At this point, I write as an optimist…thats why i long to see the moment when absence disappears again. “Lalalala…”
so sefi, who is apparently “absent”? hehe. š – atchie