hearing your
name bothers me. not in the irritable way, but
more in the
regretful way. there's something i regret, and it has to do
with you.
losing
you affected me a lot. i'm excessively
using words i shouldn't,
i find myself
looking at the floor more than i ever kept my head up. if by
some strange
coincidence we end up being in the same room together, please smile at
me. look at
me and tell me
everything's going to be okay with us. you
don't even have to say it, just look me in the eyes and
i'll know.
..
goodbye for now.
