I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else.
Isn’t it funny when we love someone so much
and then things didn’t work out so,
in the end you just broke up.
And then one day you’ll see him or her
somewhere and you won’t even look at each other’s eyes;
suddenly, you are strangers.
But that person knows you and all of your secrets,
fears, strengths and that person knows exactly
how you look every morning and then suddenly,
you became strangers.
Just like that.
No matter how good things are, there will always be solitary nights you spend in your bedroom, in a car, or in a party full of your closest friends when it feels like the walls are caving in.
I still remember the way my stomach flipped when I first saw her. I tried so hard to keep it cool, but goddamnit she was beautiful.