March 4th,
I'm starting to really live my life without you, and then I realized how much I still miss you. I miss everything about you, flaws and all. I miss the nights we would lie on your couch, and I would feel completely safe in your arms. Those days we spent together that I never wanted to end. We could've spent forever together, but it still wouldn't have been long enough for me. I still consider you to be my home, and I'm so homesick. I tell everybody I hate you, but I don't. I'm trying to convince myself to hate you. It's easier. It would be easier to hate you than to love you when you don't want anything to do with me. But as much as I try to convince myself, and everybody else that I hate you, I could never. A million fights couldn't make me hate you. Nothing could make me hate you. I am desperate to hear your voice. I wish you would show up at my front door right now, and just hold me. Just hold me in your arms and tell me that you miss me too. Right now, I don't want to be with anyone but you. I don't know if I can love again, when I can't even feel again. I don't feel anything for anybody but you. I want you to come back into my life, and everything that comes with that. I'll take the drama, the fights, the tears, the anger, I'd take it all. If it means I can be yours again, if it means I could lay under the stars with you again, if it means that I could talk with you for hours again, I'd take it all.
It would be more than worth it.
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