I Am Officially Missing You

Missing you is like missing an important piece of a puzzle. No one would appreciate the beauty of the jigsaw without it.

Missing you is like missing a tooth. I won't be able to smile with one bone lost.

Missing you is like missing a pair of shoes. I can't wear them for it would be too awkward to fool around.

Missing you is like missing my first subject in the morning. It makes me feel like turning back the hands of time and wish I have woke up earlier.

Missing you is like missing the opportunity of buying Sidney Sheldon's Master of the Game or Nicholas Sparks' The Choice after knowing I spent my last allowance on a shawarma.

Missing you is like missing my photocopy in Filipino and knowing that there will be an exam the next day.

Missing you is like missing the last bus trip home after being deeply indulged in the pub's meeting.

Missing you is like missing the chance to load my phone at a nearest sari-sari store because of being too lazy to walk a few meters.

Missing you is like missing to save an amount for Sunday. I cannot give something for the tithes.

Missing you is like missing to edit an article on time. Kasaba na sunod.

Missing you is like missing my lunch for the sake of a nice movie.

Missing you is like missing to kiss nanay and tatay the moment I arrive home. Singlanay dayun.

Missing you is like eating burger without the bun.

Missing you is like drinking coffee without water.

Missing you is like loosing the internet connection.

Missing you is like star gazing at a raining night.

Missing you is like munching on a raw ampalaya.

Missing you is like loving my most hated subject.

Missing you is like watching horror movies.

Missing you is like baking a cake inside the refrigerator and chilling a mango float in an oven.

Missing you is like saying "I hate ORANGE."

Missing you is like quitting in TN.

Missing you is like having a platypus for a pet.

Missing you is like a whole piece of cake and drinking a liter of Coke plus C2.

Missing you is like ditching my Facebook account.

Missing you is like waiting for a unicorn to pass by.

Missing you is like failing to watch the latest episode of Phineas and Ferb and Ben Ten.

Missing you is like frying a perfectly cooked fish.

Missing you is like getting a perfect score in Trigonometry.

Missing you is like memorizing Rizal's Last Farewell in fifteen minutes.

Missing you is like walking from Dumaguete to Bayawan.

Missing you is like not writing anything for a day.

Missing you is like having a boy-cut hair.

Missing you is like transferring from the CED to the C_ _.

Missing you is like swallowing a balot.

Missing you is like singing in front of a crowd.

Missing you is like calling a bowl of cereal a glass of milk.

Missing you is like summoning all the fairies to bring me to Fern Gully.

Missing you is like shifting my favorites to PINK.

Missing you is like reading a novel and finishing it for a minute.

Missing you is like throwing my diary.

Missing you is like swimming in a mud.

Missing you is like mastering the Rubics Cube.

Missing you is like forgetting the meaning of "slaughter" in an English Dictionary.

Missing you is like entering into a disco bar.

Missing you is like drawing a beautiful caricature of Tweety.

Missing you is like adding eggplants to a fruit salad.

Missing you is like making an ice candy out of santol extracts.

See! Missing you made me write this. I've laid all the impossibles and it's up to you to discern how sincere this composition is. I miss you. Truly! :'(