i hate when you dont know what your plans for the day are and youre stuck in a constant state of limbo where you’re like anxiously going ‘am i going to do the thing? am i not going to do the thing? who else is doing the thing? when is the thing even happening?’
I miss the way things use to be, and I hope it cuts you through the bone what happened to you and me. Once things were magical; the butterflies seemed to never fade. The way you pulled me close made my heart sway. I loved coming home to long weekends away with flowers. I even loved how you wouldn’t let me miss your favorite part of the movie even if it seemed to take hours. You made me smile. You made me laugh. I never realized how much that meant until you left. We talked about forever staring at the stars, little did we know our story was going to end so bazare. You were beautiful to me. Too bad I didn’t know one day past tense would make me cry myself to sleep.