I hate not being next to you, near you, with you.. Im dying inside
I miss you.
I still want you, and I still want your everything. I never stopped wanting you. Even when you said that you no longer wanted me. But it’s always been like this for us, hasn’t it? Someone always longing for someone who doesn’t even know what it is that they want, and who they will end up sharing it with. But I don’t care about how many people you have loved while I was away because I still want you, I still want this, and I will always still want us.
- 4:15 a.m. (Unsent)"
— You’re gone. (via june—10tth)