For the moment, I just gotta keep doing me and you keep doing you.
well, i kinda want the old you, the you i met. things change but i miss the you alot. i miss the morning text messages, and the goodnight text messages. i miss the sweet messages and the long real talks messages. i miss the days were we would do whatever we want with nothing in the way. i miss the you that used to write poems and love letters. the you that used to tell me everyday we’re better. i dont know… i just miss the old times where we had time to be together, to have real talks. i miss the days when we lie in bed and dream. these days theres nothing left to say. its seems akward. its just werid. =/ it doesnt feel the same. its not the same.
Everytime I type something, I just end up deleting it. I can’t fully express what I want to say. I can’t think straight. I don’t even know why.