I’m just not what you’re looking for, I never was and I have to put up with it.

We weren’t perfect together, neither of us are perfect, but damn, was our love special.

A part of me got lost when you left.

Here I am, sitting alone in bed, desperately in need of snuggles and forehead kisses.

All I want is to be with you. Feel you laying next to me and talking about everything. Being able to smile at you and just not feel so utterly alone anymore. You are missing.

checking my phone obsessively every minute just to see if you care about me enough to text me

If I cry when you hug me please hug me tighter.

It’s hard watching someone you love, love someone else.

We live in a generation where two people ignore each other to get each others attention.