Partners in Crime

 

The other left. The other stayed.

I left. She stayed. 

I'm older. She knows better. 
Her opinion matters to me. 
If she says "No", I say "No".
If she says "Yes", I feel great.

She was always there for me.

We fight. We make up.

She knows me more than anyone. 

We tell each other secrets. 

We lock them in a place only us knows. 

She's always hungry. I'm always hungry.
She asks for food. I eat more. 

She's happy when I'm happy. 

She's always in my team. 

She helps me out before I even ask for it. 

She sends me message even when it doesn't make sense.
She calls me when she feels giddy and excited.
She updates me.
She asks for my help. 

She's there. I am here. 8762 km away.

But she makes me feel like I never left.

I miss her. 

I miss her so much. 

I miss her that I'm crying.

I miss her more than anyone. 

I miss you Zarrin.

xvickydizon