"I miss you..." I said.

There was a long pause, but he calmly answered,"Hmm... Why orh?"

"I don't know," I broke down. "Of so many people, I have to miss you the most."

* * *

Remember back then in your car?

It was that night....

... that I missed your presence.

I miss the look on your face when I gave you your favourite chocolates... 

... and that ridiculous arm wrestling we did in the car.

Wow. So unromantic of us.

But it doesn't matter.

Because true enough, I still miss that moment of us.

I miss us.

I miss you.

But I'm not sure whether you miss me too.

* * *

I should have taken that advantage to spend the rest of my night with you that night.

But I didn't. I don't know why.