#dayily

La cosa che più mi fa ridere di questa società è che tutti vogliono rispetto, quando loro non lo hanno per gli altri.

Been at work a few hours now, turns out your not coming in today to get training so I'm on my own for the day. I was feeling fine and then I looked outside and saw the fog and thought of how much it looked like fall. Within a few seconds I flashed back through mornings at your parents house, the cold hardwood floor and the crisp fall air in my nose when I'd come and go, cuddling with you in bed or sitting in the kitchen drinking tea and smiling at each other for no reason other then we were happy to be near one another. I have this hollow, aching feeling in my chest when I think about those times. Times that I loved, but now I treasure them above anything else in my life for what they represent. I Miss you so much that it hurts, and it's made worse because your so near, but just out of reach. I can feel you struggle with it when we hug, or sit close and I wonder if you feel this way when you think about those chilly October days at your place, or walking through the malls holding hands and chatting with each other, or sitting on our friends couches with my arm around you, planting kisses on your cheek when you yawn or make me smile. Why does this hurt so much more now then it did two or three weeks ago? Was admitting to myself that I'm still in love with you the cause? I just don't know... The only thing I'm sure of is that you are the only cure to my aching chest, and my longing for you. I want to text all this to you, but I know that it would only make you upset, and that's the last thing I want to do to you.