All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee to me.

i miss th times when you go,
"your room's damn messy! pack it puhlease!"

i miss th times when you replies me,
"i also dont care"
in a damn soft sound when i whined t you saying that i dont care when you must do smth.

i miss painting on your nails,
i miss you whining bout me being a lousy manicurist,
i miss you snatching th nail polish away from me and say,
"i'll do it myself" but 5 secs ltr, you turned t me and asked, "how do you paint your nails? right t left or left t right?"
and then a minute ltr you'll turn back t me & say,
"you help me lah"

i miss forcing you t watch momolove w me, miss hearing you calling me a drama freak, meez you sms-ing me
"haha you hk & tw drama freak"

i miss you telling me how booooooring you found those hk shows.

i miss you meddling w my stuff and even t th extend of almost helping me pack my study room.

i miss bickering w you over creative and apple stuff.

i miss texting you th minute when i found out that smth's wrong w every single stuff of mine.

i missed you telling me
goodbye.