And just when I think I've weaned myself off of him he tells me he's coming back for me.
Just when I think I can move on he reminds me he wants to be near.
Oh honey... if it wasn't for this gap between us I would be all yours.
After a week of not texting him constantly and trying to get my mind on someone else, he pulls me right back in.
Oh how I want to be his...
I know I shouldn't be, but I'll be happier to see him later then I was to see a boy this morning.
Damn that gap for pulling us apart.
For keeping me from holding him.
For keeping me from belonging to him like I want.
For keeping us from love.
But today when he comes back...
In those few hours...
I'm his, and nothing can stop it.
Not even that gap.
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Gaps
RandomFor anyone out there who is in the love with someone twice your age, I'm sorry... Hopefully it will make you feel better to read this like it did for me to write it.
