incessantly - van persie

eighth

robin,

i miss you. i miss how it was before. i miss poland, although i didn't have you there. i miss that one kiss when we were thirteen. i miss that dance in eighth grade.

i miss us before her.

most of all, i miss you, robin. i feel like your permanent presence in my life was part of me. and it was still there even as you played football in various stadiums in europe and around the world, and i went on tour. without you, i'm a mess. a disaster.

but now, with you to be bound to her 'til forever, she's not going to let me see you, talk to you, or... anything. she hates me. despises me. abhors me. detests me. any and all words synonymous to hate apply to what she feels to me, robin. she has proved that many times.

and i can't say i don't hate her, because i do.

as incessantly as i love you, i hate her. and just as incessantly, i miss you.

aurelia.

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missing you by green day