how i immaturely wish i get to be her for a day. to feel important, to be updated, to be in her place. i just wanted to be someone whom you won't miss a chance to not talk to. a little bit of you. just a minute or two.
𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒.
