Leave me wrapped up

I'm always under the shade. Just there. Sunflowers. Love. Hate. 

I always feel like when I text you first, it's one text too may. I feel like I'm impatient when we text, but the fact that you reply back once and while... I don't really care about that. I'm just glad you replied. I'm just glad I met you 6 years ago. Our friendship is different now, but I'm glad you're still here. I'm glad you're still the same woman I'd met and always text throughout the whole day. I truly hope everything is well and always remember that I'm just a text away and you always brighten up my day when you reply.

I may not smile when you text me first, but my heart skips a beat when you do.

No matter what. I'm here for you. Till the end.

why?

Honestly, It would be nice if I had a girl who was just a bit weird. Recommends me or lends me her favorite books. Makes me listens to her favorite music, some cuddling, go out for a drive at night, and maybe make out under the stars in onesies and I promise I will go slow and when we make passionate love when you are ready. I just want that.

I'm still stressed. Good and bad. I need someone new to support me. I need a new shoulder to lean on. I'm still struggling on what I want to do, but I know what I want. God Damn, I'm a mess, but a good one. I promise you I will be a good one.

I still miss you. I know it's my fault, but fuck.... How could you go so long without talking to me? Everyone fights and gets jealous and if you cannot see that.... I don't know why I'm still complaining. I couldn't go for a day without talking and when I did, I constantly thought about you. Everyone else saw it, but the most importantly, you did not....