:')

I wish you knew how I miss you so, but what I get is words that hurts.
I wish you get what I've been trying to tell you,
that what I actually want is just some honesty, yet you kept keeping secrets.
I wish you'd come, and say it's all going to be okay. and I see you running away.

one is yours, and the other is mine. in case the coffee gets cold, I can prepare another for you.