Random thoughts.

I miss being someone's number one.

I miss being someone's special.

I miss being happy.

I miss being special.

I miss getting morning text by someone's special.

I miss getting those random 'goodnight'.

I miss being loved.

I miss those random laugh and stupid conversations on the phone.

I miss being special.

I miss being someone's 'the only one'.

I miss taking a picture with someone i love.

I miss being special.

I miss getting excited by getting some text messages

Or just some surprise midnight call.

I miss to hear someone i love, calling my name.

I miss being special.

I miss those happy tears.

I miss to sleep with a smile on my face.

I miss to get things from someone special,

Eventhough it just a little origami.

I miss being special.

I miss being missed.

I miss to be in a relathionship.

I miss those 'butterfly in my stomach'

I miss those 'where are you, i miss you' thingy things.

I miss being special.

I miss getting excited to make something special for the one that i love.

I miss being care to someone i love.

I miss to accompany the one that i love.

I miss being special.

I miss being special.

I miss being special.

I miss it so much it hurts my head..........

'Cause somehow no one ever told me that i am special for them. No one since that day, urgh. I just miss it so much. I treat people right because i want them to treat me like one. Not because i'm not ikhlas treating them right. But somehow, as a human, as a girl, i also want to be told that i am special.

Because somehow, people just come to me when they needed me........and gone when i need them.

Why  people doesn't need me as much as i need them?