I think often about what you're doing and how you're feeling.
I think often about what you think when I'm never there.
I think often about if you look at her lips and want kiss her like you did to me.
I think often about if she feels the same way I did.
I think often about if you going for her is just my fault since I'm the one who is gone.
I think often about when you've been gone a while with no call, no text, no signal if you are thinking of me too.
I think often about whether or not I'm making a mistake.
I think often if I make myself feel these things for no reason.
I think often about if I'm just scared to lose you.
I keep checking my phone to see if you've called.
I keep listening to sad music
I keep thinking you're with her.
I keep replaying our conversation about her.
I keep remembering you wanted her at one point.
I keep assuring myself that you love me.
you love me
you love me
you love me
you love me...
right?
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Stories
Historia CortaThe book of stories is just that. A book of short stories I've written. It varies from love, loss, poems, sadness, happiness, it all depends on what I want to write.