Its 12.27am in the morning, I'm still awake.

I wonder sometimes, what do I actually mean to you? Everything about you. From your face to your messages I keep smiling to myself. But sometimes, I'm wonder. Do you smile when you see me from afar? Do you smile when I talk to you on the phone? Do you replay pictures of me in your head? Do you smile when you see my message? Does your heart skip a beat when you received a missed call from me? Cuz' I know, I do.

I told myself, I'll give you up. But moments later, when your message comes in, I'll catch myself smiling to myself. Then when someone tells me, I'll giggle to myself. I get jealous when I check your Facebook profile and see comments that were not made by me. Sometimes I wonder.. Do I mean to you as much as you mean to me? Am I important or just an insignificant existence? I'm tired. Tired of waiting for those messages. Tired of waiting for that pop up conversation. Tired of waiting for that phone to ring. But, despite the fact I'm tired, I can't help it. I'm still gonna wait.

I wished you knew.