I feel so... sad. So empty, so quiet, so distant, so drab. I realized that it's Friday night and... I don't get to drive to Dallas. I actually kept my phone in the drawer because I had no need for it.
I miss him. I miss him so bad that I'd do anything to have him back home sooner. I keep indulging myself in and around things that remind me of him and bring a little bit of comfort, but it's not the same. Is this the result of clinginess and mild obsession? God. I can't wait for a call.
xx You Can See Me Through Different Eyes Marz
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