me feel any better.
every day that i don’t hear it gets a little harder to breathe. i still smile whenever you send me a message even if it’s just to say hi.
one of the hardest parts about walking away is not only losing what you had, but losing what you never had. all the dreams you had in your head fade away and remain that way forever. just dreams.
maybe it’s better this way. maybe if we did get together it would be awful and we would end up hating each other. it happens.
you think you love someone to the moon and back but when you finally get them the spark 