i wasn’t played… just missed

I texted him since he wasn’t texting or making any effort to contact me after we met. I was really thinking about the things he were saying and I was too curious if he can really be man enough to work on those things. It made me excited though… Anticipating the time that we’ll see each other again to talk and catch up with the things we did at the time we spent apart. He texted last night saying that he got sick and he is still not feeling well. I checked if he was okay and if he got his meds and vits since that’s what he needs. He did and he said he missed me and that he was sorry for not texting. The funny part there is that I really have to pretend that I didn’t miss him, when in fact, I did. I was so curious and almost frustrated with how things were going when I saw 1 missed call in my cell after lunch. He called and I failed to answer it. After checking if he was still awake, I called him. He woke up and decided to call me. He wasn’t doing anything and was just trying to get some sleep again. It was nice to hear his voice and I was happy that he tried to call me. He said he missed him and I said I missed him too. (I did miss him. So funny.) Then he said why was I whispering and he would actually shout it out for me just to know that he missed me. I wasn’t ready for that though. He can shout it out but I can’t yet. And by the way, I didn’t ask him to… I am not going to ask him for anything… yet. I don’t think that I should be doing that for now. There’s no reason to ask him for anything. He should do things the way he wants it done because he wants it done.

I am happy, but not happy-happy… I think, a little bit more should be enough… a bit more. Then again, you’ll never know. Just want to see him again. I miss him too…