MA Creative Writing student in UP Diliman from the land of Buko Pies.
~ Friday, October 5 ~
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I miss how you stare back at my eyes. I miss your touch. I miss the way you constantly fix your hair. I miss how I look at you in public, wishing I could kiss you right there and then. I miss how I see you from a far and the feeling that as you slowly near me, I am brought closer to a happy place where only the two of us could ever be in.

(Source: jerardeusebio)

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