Litany.

I miss you.



Fuck it.

I miss you so much. I miss running my fingers through your hair.

Fuck it.

I miss your lips.

I miss you.

I miss being with you. I miss the way you make me laugh.

I miss you.

I miss everything about you.

I miss you.

Comments

Quentin said…
oh dear lord

i wonder if you're talking about a long lost pug :}
11:07 PM, July 11, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@quentino; =)

I wish that was so, quentino.

But no.
4:26 AM, July 12, 2006
Anonymous said…
aww... i could give you a hug for feeling this way, rose. i think you deserve to be feeling better.
12:46 PM, July 12, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@aajao: thanks, ajaw. =) i just can't help it. bad trip.
2:42 AM, July 13, 2006
b3Rn1cE said…
oh my gaaad. its just one of those nights huh?
4:57 PM, July 13, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@jaliscious: Actually, it was one of those afternoons. Hehe. 'Nyeta.
12:06 AM, July 14, 2006
KoFiDaYs said…
Ah..

The I-miss-you-but-I-know-I-should-not part of the letting/forgetting stage of the psuedo-relationship.

Peste. I hate that part, because I always fall back into my old pattern. Hay buti nalang ala na siya sa Pilipinas, or baka ma "mistext" ko siya ulit. LOL. Gaga. Mg-LiveJournal ka na.
1:10 AM, July 14, 2006
sachiko said…
hey! sachiko here! it's been a long time,i thought you're no longer blogging. aima fix ur URL asap! i changed mine too,http://sachikojp.com
8:00 PM, July 14, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@aj: Hehe. Sige, mag-live journal ako pero baka gawin ko just to see you and some other people's blogs. HIndi ko na mag-maintain ng 3. ;)

@sachiko: Sachikooooooo! I soooooooo missed you! *tight hug* You weren't updating your old link so i thought hindi ka na rin blogger. But thanks for finding me! And you're still pretty as ever, sachiko! =)
1:11 PM, July 15, 2006
Anonymous said…
ate sofia, hope you're feeling better now! :)
9:26 PM, July 16, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@mitch: hey mitch. yeah, I'm okay ;)
12:21 PM, July 17, 2006
b3Rn1cE said…
heynaku rosie! kmusta ka na ba?
9:23 PM, July 28, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@bernice: ma'am!!! heto. ligaw pa rin. hahaha! nah, i'm fine. as i said it was just one of those days, y'know. *shrugs*
5:18 AM, July 29, 2006
b3Rn1cE said…
hahahhaa ayus yun! shet... ma'am... nu ba... toxeeeeek
8:46 PM, August 04, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@jaliscious: ahahah! korek.
3:39 AM, August 05, 2006
Anonymous said…
did you say you miss me? ;-)

please say it again, with sugar on top! :-)

hey you...muah!
5:42 AM, August 26, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@mr pogi: Hmm. Maybe. Hehehe! =)
12:20 PM, August 26, 2006
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