The Way I Miss Him Poem by kim wai

I miss him like a baby wants milk.
I cried badly like a baby without milk.
I get lost if he is not there.
I felt the storms coming soon.
And the tears dropp like pouring rain with fear.
I start to become mad and insane. I listen to the songs with 6 feet from the edge.
I mad at him for no reasons just want he knows how I feel.
I looking for his lovely hug with his water eyes.
Too bad I am still missing him.
But the way I love to prove that the feeling of missing is so cool.
I giggle like a silly girl when I was thinking of him.