your pov
i miss our small conversations. i miss our big conversations. i miss hanging out with you. i miss you making me laugh every single damn day. i miss your hugs. your kisses. your cuddles. i miss you in general.
what happened? why did you suddenly stop talking to me? yes, we still talk but it's always me needing something or you needing something. we don't have our genuine talks anymore. when you used to text me all about your problems at 12 in the morning. problems with dance. problems with friends. everything.
i told you about my problems in return. when you used to tell me how much you loved me. why don't you do that anymore? why don't we do that anymore?
these couple weeks i sensed something. i sensed that you don't like me anymore. like you're tired of me. are you tired of me? are you tired of talking to me?
i need answers sean.
this is very short and im sorry. this is just how im feeling right now. boys are very confusing.
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imagines | sean lew
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