I keep wanting to see you. I keep craving on you. The memories keep overflowing on their own. They keep cutting me. It hurts, it hurts, so much.. It hurts so much..
It's suffocating. Frustrating.

Sleepless nights, countless nightmares. I'm drowning.

"Hey.. ", He started the conversation after singing some songs that's actually not so familiar to me.
There, I was just laid lazily close to him, doing nothing, but listening to those songs that he proudly said as his. He composed them all.

"Yes?", a short reply from me.

"Have you ever write a poem in English? May I read it? Maybe I could compose a new song and use it as the lyrics.."

I saw his eyes sparkled. It happened every time he told me about all the things he loved. I'd always felt the excitement. That's why I love seeing him right in his eyes.
"Yes, I have some. You can read them all..or.. You can simply compose your songs and I'll write the lyrics for you." I smiled.

"Really? I want to have an English lyrics song since long time ago. Promise me you'll write it for me. I'll let you know when I'm done with the melodies."
He closed our conversation there and started to sing some other songs.

"Ya.. Ya.. " I hold my laugh.
Well, may I said that a writer and a singer/composer would make us work as a good team? LOL