oh darlin', stay with me

everything feels a lil sad and unreal. i do not feel too alive anymore. im just kinda floating through time

I’ve come to the realization that I’m only convenient on your time, and that’s not fair to me. This was never fair for me.

This is not fucking aging well at all

So I was just thinking, I miss you. I miss the days we’d text every minute talking about everything under the sun. I miss the late nights you’d text me and tell me to climb out my window to meet you at the corner. I miss laying in the slide talking about ‘what could be’, looking up at the stars. I miss watching the dark turn into light; the sun peaking into the sky. I miss running through the sprinklers, head back, clothes sticking to our skin, or skin on skin.. it didn’t matter to us. Nothing mattered to us, but us. I miss that.