I miss you. I didn't expect it. I didn't know I still care so much.

On my way back from church, it came up. 

That night, when he brought me to MCD, and bought extra chips for my friends and I, just because he wanted me to have one set of meal myself. Dropped me off at the venue for my event preparation. I waved goodbye at him. Went to my friends with the biggest smile on my face. Gave them that packet of chips from MCD by him. They're happy and I was too.

That. Flashed through my head. 

Maybe I should call him up and check on him now. 

For an hour, I was thinking about this. Finally, back in my room, I decided I should. A part of me hoped that no one would pick up, as usual. But he did. 

How are you?

The only thing that came out from my mouth. After that, I don't really know what he replied. All I know is that I heard that familiar voice. That voice. Finally. After so long. My eyes were blur. Tears streamed down my face. I tried so hard to fight and stayed calm. But that voice. I couldn't take it anymore. 

The moment I hung up, I began sobbing like a silly girl. 

I miss you.

That's what my heart was shouting, underneath my silence.

Tiff.

Stop it, please. 

It's a dumb, foolish and stupid move.

I wasn't ready. 

Please stop feeling everything. 

It hurts.