This is me. This is who I am .
How much I miss you.
How I can’t move on because you are the last thing on my mind when I go to bed, and the first thing on my mind when I wake up.
I look at my phone constantly to see if there will be a text from you appearing on my cracked screen.
I cannot express how much I miss you and want you back in my life. You’re 300 miles away, gone like tomorrow, gone like our love. Lost in the abyss of emptiness.
I crave your touch, your kiss, your hug, your text, your smile, your eyes when the met mine, the soft brown that melts your heart like chocolate on a hot summers day. I crave you. I crave every ounce of your body to be next to mine, hand in hand, telling me that we are going to be together, that what we are doing is fine and we will be together in the end. That this is just a rough patch and that we are meant to be but have to grow our separate ways.
This is bullshit. I miss you . I want you. I need you. Come back.