everything about you is temporary but I would want you to be a regular thing.
you told me I'd feel this way.
you said id get stuck.
but I don't think I'm truly stuck.
I have distractions, and I don't love you..I love someone that's totally not you.
you remind me of being young and foolish.
you remind me of heartbreak.
you're the realest thing to me. I'm in love with the idea of you staying. but it's also a blessing you're leaving, because if you ever were to stay you would make me love you. and I want nothing more then to not love you.
I don't want you to give me butterflies.
I don't want you to tell me I'm pretty.
I don't want you to take pictures of yourself on my phone.
I don't want you to want me to miss you.
because if you want me to miss you..I do.
I already do.
you haven't even left, and I miss you.
you could be laying next to me right now and I'd still miss you.
there's no love here, I just miss you because you made me. you gave me no other choice.