im sorry that this is a book about me crying about 'love' or whatever im jusy Emotional.
i just thought i was over you. i was moving on to different people. and im still trying to. but all i can think of is you. you feel all my senses. every smell, sight, sound, its all you. when he looks at me with that smile or wraps me in his arms, all i can tink of is you.
perhaps i imagine its you. that i can replace the hole with him.
i cant tell whats right or wrong anymore.
if i hate you or not.
love you or just the memory of you.
i just want you here with me, like we used to be.
i miss you
YOU ARE READING
look im an edgy writer with a boredom book
No Ficciónidk I get bored and I kinda like talking on here without actually having to post a story update so hi
