Everything leads me back to you
What is even worse than having no choice but to go on with life, is that your life goes on too. I’m missing out. On every joke, every game, every beautiful smile of yours. I’m missing all of the important events that I loved to be apart of, even if I was 500 miles away from you. I’m missing your life. And I miss you more and more every day.
I want to dance around with you at 2am in our underwear to your favorite song, even though I hate it. I want to travel the world with you so there’ll be bits and pieces of us in all the different places. I want you to tickle my tummy, even though I hate it, just because it makes me smile and you’ll say you love to see me smile. I want to watch movies alone with you and feel nothing but your finger tips and your warmth as you wrap your arms around me. I want to spend the rest of my life with you because every minute I’m not with you, I’m thinking about you.
I should have kissed you longer.
I don’t believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now.
I love you like the sun loves the summer solstice; who wouldn’t wish for longer days and being closest to you?
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
I feel trapped. Boxed into this state of nothingness. There’s no where to go, no one to talk to, nothing makes this better. Nothing but you, the one thing I can’t have. I feel dead