6am : I was about to pick up my phone and answer your call.
11am : I was about to read a message—reminding that I should never starve myself.
3pm : I was about to tell you how stressed I am—how I wish that I was already at home.
7pm : I was about to see you. So we could eat our favorite dinner together. Sweet moments and bright smiles that could make me forget that I had a bad day.
11pm until midnight : We never have the chance to say goodbye because none of us wanted to cut our conversation, but we always ended up sleeping with a joyful soul.
And if today you’ll still want to know how my day went, I just wanted to tell you that in my heart, nothing has been the same.
— ma.c.a // I miss the little things