Leech

I was browsing through facebook and thought of searching for an old friend. Happy as I can be, i saw him.

I realized, I miss him.
It's been two years.

I wonder how he's doing and what is he up to lately?
I lost communication and didn't hear from him since I left.

I am not sure though if he will add me up in Facebook, i hope he will, hmm, i hope not.

I am not ready.

Then, i started dreaming.

Reminscing the good ol'd times we're together.
Happy thoughts of lunches together, drinking sessions, movie marathons, billiards and beers, long conversations and 'casey' experiences.

I know i should stop dreaming.
I know i shouldn't be thinking of you.
I can only hear my friend nagging me if she founds out that I was looking for him in FB.

After all the things we've been through.
After all the heartaches and unexpected moments,
then, i shouldn't be missing you.

You're such a leech
attached yourself to me,
til you're filled with blood.
and there's nothing that I can do
But then i let you.
suck my mind
my blood.