My perpetual dreams...
“Do you miss him?”, they asked.
”Ciaa, take care..
Now just go offline..
Okay BYE!
Did you go?
Yes, I was gone but came back for you..
Okay, so go back ...
Why did you call me then?
To irritate you... hahahaha
You know what, “I hate you”, “I hate you the most..”
Ditto... :*
I will never talk to you...
But I will <3
Aaish! I hate it.. I can’t even be mad at you.
Hahahahaha...
You really are a HITLER...
Thank you ;)
Okay, now go...
Yes, Mr Hitler.. I am going...
Ciaa.. take care ^_^ ”
(It was just like yesterday; we were fighting or were having fun..)
With a tear in my eye, I answered ”No, I don’t miss him.”
(Only my heart knew about my dreams and the reality..
The reality which ended a long but is alive in my dreams... )
I wish I could tell him for once that he is above the relation of friendship and love, for me.
“I don’t miss him, but yes! I miss MY HITLER <3”