Let me teach you something.

I am gonna teach you how to miss me.
I will create a dependance, an addiction. And one day I will stop reaching you. I will just stop sitting next to you.
One day you will turn your face to tell me something funny and you will learn what empty means.
You will learn that empty and miss are a horrible couple.
I will discipline myself, I will control my feelings to teach you this lesson.
One day, you heart will skip a beat when you'll see me from the other room. You will be the one to lower your gaze when I will catch you looking at me. You will realize that even if we both know I was the first one to fall in love, it doesn't mean I must kneel, weapons down.
I fell for you, but I won't fall because of you. And never in front of you.
I will teach you how to miss me and you will give me your weapon because I am the one you want to find next to you when you turn your head to tell something funny.

K.F.