the missing conversations.

I miss all the conversations over the phone, where we would talk about books, about life, about passion and about faith.

I miss the sudden reply, an opened chat window or a short quick call you did when I told you something was wrong.

I miss all the laughters, the sincere conversations where we can be honest about our feelings without all the drama and awkwardness.

I miss all the jokes and all the silly things we discussed. Your expression of idealism, your kind heart and beautiful mind.

I miss how you care enough to find me a job at your place (in your country) just because you knew all the "office stories". Although we didn't make it but just knowing that you care was enough for me.

I still remembered how we promised to introduce whomever we are with to each other and you told me that you're going to do the scanning for me. You always told me that he would be a lucky guy to be with me.

When things were going low, you popped on the chat window and giving me the song that encouraged me. Telling me that I am special and beautiful.

The silly crazy conversations we had where we always talk to each other and about each other.

I miss you, but more, I miss having what we had, real conversations. Because hey, real conversation without motives is so rare nowadays and I would love to have such kind of conversation with anyone. Yes, with anyone.