Go ahead put anything
I can’t just keep sitting inside of a dark room under the stairs and wait for something that will never happen. I miss you. Those words haunt me every day I think of you, but it doesn’t matter anymore because despite all the time travel novels there’s no way to go back. I’m finally in the moments where you’re gone and while everything is supposed to keep moving time keeps shoving me back to the moment where I lost you. I’ve been twenty different people since and I’ve lived that moment thousands of times. I love what I have now because that’s all I can really do. I try to push forward knowing that every moment is further away, but that’s life. We still last forever in that moment in time.
















