Why is it so hard to forget about you?
I’ve wished so many times for you to reach out to me. For you to write to me, expressing that you’ve missed me too. That you’ve often thought of me, recalling everything we’ve experienced and endured together. And even today, there’s nothing I long for more. I still miss you.
— r.r.
I miss you so much and all I want to do is tell you, but I can’t and I’m not sure which one hurts more
But if someone breaks your heart, you can’t just run away from it. You can’t throw away the pain. You always carry it with you. You always carry it with you when you see that person, when you see them laughing, when you hear that voice. And then you can’t breathe. Every time. And every time your heart gets a new crack.
Meins.
I can’t compare anything with you. Not even the moon. Not even the stars in the sky. Not even the sunset. You’re something big in between, which makes everything else seem like nothing.
Meins.
I remember our first kiss. I don’t remember what Song was playing or how late it was. But I remember focusing on your face and how I fell. I fell in love. And I will forever be in love with you.
Meins.
