Pretty Little Obsessions

im gonna CUM

So, 2016 in summary in case anyone missed it:

Maybe he still checks my Instagram every so often to see my goofy smile in a sea of pictures, just to remind himself of what it felt like to be the one to make me grin like that. Maybe his heart skips a beat or two when he thinks he sees something that means I’m with another someone. Maybe he sighs in relief when he sees that it’s just a friend that I’m with. Maybe he’ll drive down the road to go get donuts with his mom and that song will come on, and his mom will ask why his shoulders tensed up. Maybe he’ll quickly change the radio station and say, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Maybe he’ll see the shop I always shopped at and smile slightly to himself because I always complained that I spent too much money on things I didn’t need. Maybe he’ll run his fingers over the skin that covers his heart, because he always knew I loved heartbeats, especially his. Maybe he’ll look at himself in the mirror and try to admire his eyes the way I did, but won’t be able to because he never saw why I viewed them as something so ethereal. But, maybe he doesn’t bother to think of me or the things I loved, because maybe he doesn’t miss me even a little bit, not even at all.