Bottled Up Feelings

Walking around with my fellow spm-ers, we noticed that we're the only ones in school.
Well, nothing to be surprised of.
Since its already the holidays.
As we sat together and talked about what we would miss most about school,
it suddenly hit me that I might never get to see you again until the time when two worlds collide.
A girl said she would miss gossiping with the rest of the girls.
A guy said he would miss futsal-ing with the rest of the guys.
A few of them agreed that they would miss Uncle Jimmy's nasi lemak wedges.
As for me, I stood up and walked outside the class.
I leaned my arms against the metal bars which prevented anyone from falling off the building.
I stayed that way, looking at the opposite building.
Remembering the times when you used to do your prefect patrols, and I would gladly adore you from across the building.
School has many wonderful things worth missing.
But I'll miss you the most.
That's cause you're the best thing that a guy could ever wish for.
I love everything about you.
The way you smile.
The way you turn red in embarrassment when I chase you around school, calling you princess.
The way you laugh till your tears come out and you suddenly start crying.
The way you refuse to acknowledge my presence in front of others, only to apologize privately and make me feel better.
The way you would get angry whenever I say something nice about you, cause you think that's flirting.
I love that you care about me, in a unique way. So as to not break my fragile heart and keep it yours.
Best of all, I love the way you tell me you're about to hang up from the moment you answer your phone but end up talking to me for an hour, threatening to hang up throughout the conversation.