Imagine how happy I felt despite the fact that I haven’t eaten anything yet when you were one of the first persons I first saw as I came. Happy.
I can’t even put it into words. I didn’t need anything else. I was contented enough. Was happy enough.
I’ll miss how you call my name. I’ll miss your gaze. I shouldn’t be crying right now but I couldn’t put myself to stop. I’ll miss how I’ll look back at you. I’ll miss how I’ll stare at you and would look back naturally.
I’m just trying to put my thoughts together, preparing myself with the fact that it’d be sooner than I think. You’re about to graduate and I have to be mentally and emotionally and physically prepared by now.