Near to 60

There is a problem with us.

There are too much repetition of ‘if’

in our sentences as we tap and type it

on our phone screens

we will only earn a high ‘C’ if

this is an English essay,

but the moments with you

surpassed A plus.

I’ll pass with flying colours.

I think you learned quite much from me.

I think I was the first one to break out

to you that you are a Scorpio

and how the word promposal

differs from the word proposal

even though it will bring the same meaning

if you say it with a ring

and the coincidences,

it has been five years since we crossed

paths from school to go back home

and we never had a clue

and it is amusing that all these similarities

brings me closer to you

and not to forget about football,

I know nothing about the field

but I am certain that you’re the mvp,

well, mine, at most,

because I hate sharing.

I am oblivious

I swing from bar to bar recklessly like a free birdI will be a bad driver.

so I am in awe on how you could be so meticulous

like memorising my sleeping patterns

that the cue that I used to say before I doze off

or

how you can be so thoughtful of taking pictures

of the sea as you brush the sand off your feet

because I said I loved how the light sky matches

the navy ocean

and used them as your weapon to apologise

when I’m angry-

wait, how can you even know that I’m angry?

I beg your pardon to not mention this  but

how can you be so patient with my antiques?

your morning wish will be the first thing that

I see without fall as I pull away the duvet

that has been warming me up from the

cold

and the ‘good night’s although after

not talking to each other for the whole day

and sometimes when I ask a lot of questions

or nag for you to take care of yourself

how can you still calmly laugh and say

‘I’ll be alright, don’t worry’ likea broken tape?

This is still so hard to brain but-

how can you tolerate me?

Sigh.

Your heart is still a Sudoku to me-

I cannot solve or read.

 but who cares anyway?

you are here with me

and that’s what matters most.

but you’re not.

Sigh,

I miss you terribly.