Sweet Idiot Of Mine

by Delma
Half the time we r together we fight. And the fights we have are hell of a fights. May it be big or small, it always manage to eat my brains.

The annoying little things that you say to irritate me. The way you tease me. All those things even though I try not to take it into my head, without failure irks me up every single time.
Yeah, I wont miss out the things I do. Yes, I like to use you as my punching bag every time I feel like it. How else am I suppose to clear my head :)
And all the real time wrestling we have, I know I'll lose always, but you are the one ending up with more scars. Ha.. Those wonderful days....

So as I sit here in my office on a lazy Friday, I think about the fight we had the other day. We haven't spoke since then and it leaves me all messed up.

BTW this stupid guy I'm talking about is my best friend. Some days he's the sweetest person in the world and the other days he drives you absolutely insane. Its one of those latter days for me. The reason we fought, don't ask, its something silly. But the problem is this idiot is out of town, he's gone sick and is home with his parents, taking a good rest (which means, 24/7 TV and food). Even when he's not near me, he's irritating me. I've missed him from the day he left. But I wont admit it to him. And now to make it all worse for me, we fought and now we're talking like meh...

So here's for this sweet idiot of mine, who thinks I don't care..

Being with you I find myself care free and joyful. Every time we go out, we find something to cherish as ours, like our little China shop. The songs we sing together. The stupid nicknames we give each other. When you r not with me, every time I see or hear those little things, you come running into my mind. Your laughter and funny quotes, all these never fails to make me smile. So whenever you think that its all over and whenever you wished we had more time, think about this. Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. You are and will always be my best friend. The one I call in the midnight and cry because I felt a little down. You will always be that special one who knows all my little mischiefs.

You may not be my first, my last, or my only best friend. But you r mine now, what else matters?

I hate it to admit that I miss you and every time we fight I end up missing you more.I love you.. So dear idiot come back soon. I miss my teddy bear and punching bag :)
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