uhmm... sorry, nope.

I dreamt about you last night. You wrapped your arms around me and comforted like you always knew how. It was like seeing a ghost, it left me with an uneasy feeling. I think about you every single day, but I’ve been doing good. I hadn’t cried in awhile, but today when I woke up I lost you all over again. I lost you all over again and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I tried not to think about it all morning and then tonight when I left the coffee shop, I cried the entire way home. I cried until I made myself sick.

“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”

someone: i think the world of you and i appreciate you being in my life, you’re smart and talented and beautiful. i love you.