I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I'm afraid you don't want me to say anything, so I don't.
But inside of me there are words waiting to come out and tell you how I feel, like how I miss you, and how I love you despite my broken heart, and how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. but these words may forever stay in my heart, locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too, but I'll never know.
Why can’t I wake up in the morning and be like “I don’t like him anymore” and actually mean it?
I miss the way we were crazy about eachother.
Missing someone isn’t about how long it’s been since you’ve seen them last or the amount of time since you’vetalked. It’s about that very moment when you’re doing something and you wish that they were right there with you.
I was finally moving on and accepting the fact that you were gone and in love with another girl. I finally got the chance to smile again, to say that I'm free from that crazy nightmare.
But then you smiled at me and ruined it all.