They aren't the ones that ignore your calls, rather they know what it means to call back swiftly after missing one because they don't want your heart linger on any sorrow.
When people don't like you because of some things, when people wouldn't want more from you because of your fame, they don't like you because you are not taller, they don't bide the idea of you writing so fine... They come to the shore and love you for nothing but love everything about you.
The kind of people that you want same thing together
You turn each other to touch screen pad that you keep touching constantly
You want them to eat with you in the canteen
Read with you in the classroom
Peek you in the library
Text you ,call you, Skype you
Take you somewhere you'd be scared of no one
And no one would have eyes on both of you
Just both of you and the dim lights
People you want their uncontrollable laughter, their midnight snore, their witty talk, their tears on your handkerchief, their hand on your chest.
You want their faulty past and the prospective future, you want their creativity, their own portion of the food, their spoon you want and yours you give them, you want their drama miffed, you want their lipstick staining.
They are the kind of people you want more than 24hours with and gladly they want the same