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If it's my hormones or the cold rainy weather, I'm not so sure, but I've been having this feeling of...errr...loneliness? longing? Or something like that these past few days. I don't know if what I'm missing is the person himself or the things that we've been doing and the feelings that I've felt ages ago.

I miss riding bikes with him, watching pirated dvds the entire afternoon, late night rides around the city with his motorcycle, star-gazing at the field a couple of blocks away from our house, the long lazy walks at the beach trying to find cute pebbles and unique shells, watching sunsets and adoring the moon...I miss having dinner with his family, us babysitting his little cousins, watching his basketball game with friends, doing his younger sister's homework together...His cute texts before he doze off and the way he wakes me up in the morning with sweet messages, the way he kisses my forehead and how I stand on my toes when we kiss, the way he hugs me from behind and how I always fall asleep on his chest. I miss those camp nights when we stay up all night long talking about almost everything: our dreams, our plans, our future...and the way he'd always wrap his arms around my shoulder when I shiver, pulling me closer...the way he'd let me wear his coat when I feel cold, or his favorite jersey shorts cause he doesnt approve of me wearing cut-offs, the way he'd slouch and adjust his body when we're on a bus just so he could rest his head on my shoulders and bridge our 7-inch height gap. The way he combs and ties my hair even though how messy it may look, how I wipe his sweat off his face and how he borrows my hanky cause he's too lazy to bring his own, how I clean and trim his nails, how I feed him when his hands are glued to the keyboard for playing DotA...

I miss even our silly arguments, how he pinches my nose every time I point out my side, how we bet against each other on NBA finals and Pacman's boxing matches, how he plays Your Guardian Angel when i start to cry because of him, how he wrestles and tickles me on the floor for still trying to stay mad even when the fight is over, how he lets me punch his arms when I need to vent my anger, how he apologizes and makes it up to me after our fight.

We always got each other's back. I'm always his number 1 fan when he's dancing on stage, always with the loudest scream and always on the front line to record his performance, and then rush backstage right after for his costume change and props. He would always encourage me to write, always my number 1 supporter on my writing contests. He would let me cheat on Math tests and I'd do the same to him on English exams.

We both love purple, sourcream flavors, gundam seed, My Sassy Girl, and handwritten letters...

I don't know what else to say...I just miss it. The feeling not the person.