all i want to do is curl up in bed and talk to you all day. you could play the guitar while i sing along with you.

i miss cuddling with you.

i re looked at the photos we took at the railway track. gosh. i miss crossing that rocky path and track, and running along the stone pathways to be in your arms as quickly as possible. i miss that familiar feeling of pressing button number 3, entering your house, greeting your mum and walking along that aisle to lie on the bed with you.

i would sniff your hair, rain kisses on every part of your face, admire that lean body, bring my body closer to yours. i miss the warmth that your body radiates, the way your eyes meet mine and how you would pull me closer to you.

so near yet so far...

i miss you yao yi.