I miss McGriddles breakfast set and it's causing a crave for it now
I miss having thosai
I miss having home prepared prata with egg and cheese
I miss having pancakes, with a cool honey dripped smiley face on em
I miss laughing at the gross tea which looks like a swarm
I miss the microwaved nuggets, though soggy and gross
I miss the fried onion rings and nuggets
I miss the boiled franks
I miss the failed homemade popcorns
I miss buying back beancurd and doughsticks in bulk for breakfast
I miss the failed fried rice
I miss the random times camping at a place, watching dvd
I miss getting squeezed with, by someone as scared as me by the horror movie, screaming; yelling; feeling goosebumps all together
I miss chasing a fella all around, watching others doing it as well
I miss waiting for my food to be done, or rather me being the cook
I miss the suppers
I miss walking the fella around with the others
I miss calling someone ahma, remembering her with the headphones (Why so cool)
I miss staring at the clock, wondering when dawn will break
I miss staying with the others, feeling so afraid of the thunder
I miss those outings, when no others could crash
I miss those times when it only meant no one but us, eyes only within here, what absolute envy/ attention brought
I miss those htht times, when everything was explicit and genuine
I miss cramping in a room with numerous ppl, feeling like a wanted man, all in perspiration and the smell was almost unbearable, simply waiting for the birthday gal to be back
I miss those daily calls/ any minute of the day calls, even just to hear my hello that was how sweet it was
I miss those random typings on my phone which made me laugh so hard and wake up from my daze in c
I miss giving up stuff for this group of ppl
I miss somebody talking in such a delicate tone to the fella, stroking
I miss those impromptu times like hello honeyyyyy where are you want to meet for a whileeee? We ended @ a void deck doing nothing but talk bout anything under the sun
When being together is more important than what you do
I miss it all, such a simple word miss
But a tough word that wraps it up
I've said it, I've recollected
I'm almost done here
Just one more tmr and it'll be the last to bury
Amazing, the throb and the nausea currently left me, I hope my throat will be better later