I loveyou
and it hurts. It physically hurts.
The times when it seems like you just
don't care, it's like a punch in the
stomach, having the wind knocked
right out. When I miss you, my arms
literally ache to be around you.
When I see a c o u p l e walking along
together, it pains my heart to know
that you're not there with me.
It's when I'm writing crappy quotes
like this, thinking about you, that
my chest caves in. It's when I see you
across the room with your friends,
so far away from me, that there's an
empty hole in my stomach. When
I think you're going to call or text
or talk to me, and y o u d o n ' t,
the disappointment? A slap across
the face. But I love you. I love you,
but it hurts.