I was having a plate of fried rice. and hoping you'd let me taste of your fried noodles. you came along, but instead you had my water with you. I didnt ask for more or another, and I just couldn't. you gave me more than I deserved.

now I'm having another plate of fried rice. and empty plate of hope.
its all gone when you're gone. but i eat it anyway. meanwhile, Anna Kendrick on the radio is making fun of me with her song

"When I'm gone, when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me by my hair
you're gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you're gonna miss me when I'm gone."

I smile. I see you in my mind singing that song while playing some empty plate.
yes I miss you so badly

I dont think  I have a chance to do this with you at this time but there will always be two plate on my table, and one of them is for you.

the 4th days without you

:)