I miss the old us which we can share our beautiful story
Back then when we use to share our moment together, our laughter, our joys, our happiness, our sorrow
I miss the old us which we can have our quality times
Not trying to complain or anything, but I really really miss the old us
Back then we used to shared our story.
We live each other days and at the end of the day, without hesitate we share our story
You share your story and I share my story
You listen my whole story (even that story doesn't mean anything), I listen your story
But today, I felt it only had one way (by all means you shared your story and I am only the listener)
If I tell you my story, at first I notice that you listened but then somehow you cut my story and then tell your story
Forgive me, if I am being such an over doze sensitive and being such a bitch drama queen but that's how I felt about us
I really miss the old us, the old you, our moments, our quality time together
I miss you