Monday, July 13, 2015


I miss you. It does cheer me up a little bit that you're coming soon, but you'll be leaving again before I even have the chance to make up for the time away. I hate being like this. I wish we could be together more often. It saddens me that when we're supposed to have more time for each other, we hardly spend it together. And it's not like I don't want to go, there no way I'd say that because I know you really enjoy it, but ... I'm left alone. I don't know if you feel the way I do, I don't think so. I don't know if you miss me like I do, unbearably sometimes. I wish you said so, I wish you missed me.

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