12 am thoughts
Its 12 am and I canât sleep. Iâm lost in thought of all the things we did. All the things we planned. All the nights we stayed up just talking to each other. It scares me to think in 5 years you may have forgotten my name; but Iâll remember everything you ever said to me, and how it felt to kiss your lips or hold your hand. And how youâd tell me you love me. And the look in your eyes as you stared into mine, like how happy you were when I told you Iâd be yours⊠in months youâll be okayâŠbut Iâll still miss you, every day. I fear Iâll never find a love like the love I felt for you.














