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you.
you: i dont necessarily miss you. but i want you to miss me. i want you to know what im doing. i want you to feel like an idiot. but im not mad. nor do i feel a need to be more than acquaintances with you. and you: i do miss you. i cant define what i miss. you got through my wall and and yet are the reason it was built back up. but you give me a silver lining that not everyone is an asshole. i really do miss you, and the way i felt with you. spring cleaning the mind.. |