Without me, he'll be fine.
Without him, I'm not fine.
Without me, he won't be worrying about the midnight thoughts.
Without him, I can't sleep without thinking about him. Thinking of him was the first thing when I wake up and go try to sleep.
Without me, you'll fall in love with strangers. Happily.
Without you, I can't think about anything to fall with. Haunted.
YOU ARE READING
To Kyle
RandomFor my senior year crush, Kyle. Letters or just some idk written feelings.