As I sip this coffee
of mine, a Gunung Kelir type
My
mind has decided to think about you;
Your
presence and your eyes
It's
soft yet strong - both are in your words
Humble
yet affirming - your attitude need no talk
Deep
yet bold - that brilliant mind of yours
Firm
and whole. Complete as one.
But even more what make me miss you it's not all of those
It
is your laugh and voice
The
silly and clingy you
Your
jokes and what not
.
.
Now
if it wasn't too much, may I ask you once?
Why
is it that every time I think of you it is the "better me" that I
want to become?
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