To Mr. A

Hey there Mr. A, I wanted to tell you

That I still miss you in everything I do

I thought I already forgot you

But it seems that I don’t want to

And no matter how hard I try

There’s still memories that’s hard to deny

The first time I talked to you I felt I already liked you

That feeling of excitement I get whenever I receive your text

The way you talk to me I felt it was very strange

It’s like you’re into me but I just didn’t assume it

I remember that day when you asked me who I liked

I didn’t answer you, instead I asked you back

Tell me who’s the girl you like, then I’ll tell you who’s my guy

I even teased you to her even though I don’t know your gal

Throughout our conversation I keep asking you “who is she?”

Until that day when you slipped and told me it was me

After that day we both became closer

You even told me that we’re both an achiever

Even though I just told you that I just used to be

You comforted me and just told me it’s okay since I can still be

You once told me that you love math

But my only reply was I just used to love that

I even told you how I disgust trigonometry

But you insist that it’s just easy as ABC

Back then you were so eager to tell me

That you were so blissful that you met me

That time when you expressed how much you like me

I was so happy that I got so crazy

I even slapped my classmate who’s just sitting beside me

But something happened which led me to tears

You never contacted me that my heart became like a pierced pears

I was busy with my classes and didn’t paid attention to your messages

I explained to you with all my might but all I got is just an unexpected fight

Days, weeks, and months had passed that I waited for just one reply

Yet I received nothing and I just bid you a goodbye