my love,

have you ever had the same dream replay in your head every day? i've been having the same dream since the last week. its not that scary,but it creeps me out how it always repeats itself. in the dream, i am back in my previous school. the pale blue lockers look as dilapidated as ever, everyone is enthusiastically chattering amongst themselves; their backs pressed against the lockers, with bright smiles and books spilling out of their hands.suddenly the commotion stops, and an unnatural pallour sets in on everyone's face. all i could hear were the sound footsteps of someone trudging against the tiled floors. after that it cut to pitch black darkness.

do you know what does this mean? or have i really gone insane? i wish you would reply to me. even if its one word.

how did i manage to make you hate me so much?

even if you hate me, i still love you. i still love your shy smiles and the scar on your hand which you hate so much. i miss us so much. i miss your warm mouth against mine, i miss the bubblegum flavoured aftertaste of your kisses. i hope you miss me too.