By the end of the day, it’s still you.
I’m happy. I’m happy and I’m in love and I don’t wanna be with you again. I’m over what happened, I’m over what we went through, and I understand we were never going to last forever.
But God, that doesn’t mean I don’t ever fucking miss you."
There are a lot of things that I want to say to you but it all can be simplified into: I miss you so damn much. Not just miss but I long for you. There is a great desire for your presence inside of me and it won’t calm down unless you’re here. Where are you? Please be here soon.