i miss those days...

oh damn i miss that day. where words don't really matter. when the eyes whose talking. when silent means a lot. where holding hands could say 'i love you'.

i hate these days. where words is matter. where eyes could only say sorrow. where silent breaks the eyes. where there's no one who could say 'i love you'.

i miss you. i miss you when i watch breakfast at tiffany. i miss you when i listen michael buble. i mss you when i open this laptop and all i see is our photos, when everything is alright.
i miss you when i step into the lobby. i miss you when i step up into the stairs. i miss you when i sitting at my chair. i miss you when i was talking with them. i miss you when i was at the parking lots. i miss you when i pass your unit. i miss you when i saw you jacket hanging on my wall. i miss you when i smell you kind of perfume.
its been 30 days. and i still not hearing from you.