It's been a while since we've crossed words. But if you must know, days aren't the same without you. There isn't a day my heart doesn't ache remembering your smell, your laugh or watching you draw. As time goes by, I find to my surprise that I still can't shake you out of my head. I thought there would be a point were time and distance would do their God forsaken job and wither your memory to a blur, but it hasn't. In fact, if I were to venture on a thought, I think I've grown fonder of the thought of you and hateful at the time and distance I've put between us. Self loathing is in order. Although I've become proud of how responsable we've become, doing what we have to do. We seem kind of old and grown up. But, I wonder, what if...what if in the process of being old and responsable we just, kind of, get over eachother, not stopping to enjoy the little things, like being crazy about one another.
Yours truley.
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