It’s hard to realize what you actually want until it’s not there anymore, and you truly miss what had been.
I keep searching for your traits, your laugh, your compassion in all the people I meet and it falls flat every single time.
Why do I always go back to you?
Because I need you.
I don’t think you even look at this blog anymore, so it feels more alright to use your name.
I should’ve stayed.
If you can’t learn to actually talk to me while you’re only 1.5 hours away and doing nothing, then we’re going to be over very soon.
Whenever you have time to add snapchats to your “snap story” but not text me and respond after hours of nothing, then I’m done.
I can’t do that.
As time keeps going by, I find myself missing you more and more.
The phrase “make your grave and lie in it” couldn’t be any more true right now.
I want you back, but I know you don’t.