A small ray of hope.
So I did get through to you after all… now the question is, what are you going to do about it?
I’m disappointed
at the type of person I’m turning out to be, now that you’re not here with me. I need you much, much more than I let on.
I’d give all of this up for you in a heartbeat.
I need a distraction. I still look for you in every corner.
You still are, and maybe always will be.
I ask myself that everyday.
I just want you back.
Please. Is that too much to ask?
So much that it hurts…
In some ways, I still think we are.
(via quote-book)
Waiting for the day when I can finally say this. Till then, I’ll have this to keep me company.
