okay so its been a while and
he's in treatment
in malibu
for a fucking month
and god i miss him so much its like something squeezing on my chest and i miss him i miss him i miss
him
not her
i dont miss her at all
I want him
I don't want her.
it doesn't work, you know
dating someone to distract yourself
its not fair to her
it's inevitable and it's very real because I know when he get's back hugging him will feel right
i will feel right.
And he's what I think about before bed, he's what i fall asleep to. He's the one who i constantly look at videos of just to remind myself he's real and he's him.
he's him.
him.
i want him.
i love him.
i miss him.
and I have her.
YOU ARE READING
I don't know what I'm talking about
DiversosA balance between wild thoughts and maybe some poetic shit