We didn't just spend time together. We were living together. Being with each other and loving each other. Her company is something I never get from everyone. I don't like hanging out with the same group of friends all the time. But Joy. She is entirely different. She is my lover and my best friend. We read each other mind at times. Those few days, we weren't like a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. It's something more. We created a world of our own.
Right now, it hurts so bad. And I hate being here. I hate coming back to Singapore to this place with all these people and things. This is my world and I hate it. I want our world. The world with Joy. Where she makes me feel happy beyond imaginable. Comfort. Peace. Finally, I have someone who can listen to me. I just don't know how to explain how much she means to me. And I can't explain how painful it is to miss her. To touch her. Kiss her. I wish we could make love one last time. It's like this feeling that pulls you down and it's so hard to move. But I will take the pain. Let it heal. Cause I know that we will meet again. We will meet each other again.
"Missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will." Taken from http://www.lovingfromadistance.com/quotes.html
Well, there is no picture of us meeting. So, here is one.
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| This was taken on Joy's camera phone. It was on our 2nd day in San Mig's Pub. It was really a perfect time together. |
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