we never said goodbye. nearly 7 years of loving you. and we never said goodbye.

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we never said goodbye. nearly 7 years of loving you. and we never said goodbye.
yeah. you’re still on my mind.
i need to get over this. i need to get over you.
I say that I love you all the time. I wish you’d say it back.
when you said you still loved me, did you mean that? its been almost 5 years since we were together and i know i love you but do you actually still love me? this is so embarrassing.
well howdy
I can’t wait to be back in your bed with you, with your arms wrapped around my body. Hearing our breathing synchronize along with our heartbeat.
Does my name ever cross your lips anymore?
[27/10/19] I’ll be alright, some day
Nothing poetic.
I just miss you.
The hot water is not the only burning feeling present.
It can’t drown the thoughts, but I still try.
Scrubbing my head as if the soap will seep into the corners of my mind.
Wisps of hair come with every attempt of ripping out the bad.
They add up into clumps.
Slipping off my body and into the drain where I wish the thoughts would go too.
But maybe if I scrub a little harder.
The conditioner comes next to soften whatever hair is left.
Soften the results of the torment it went through.
Condition it into thinking that everything will be okay.
The thoughts can be flipped.
The conditioner will wash away too.
Maybe if I scrub a little harder.
Washing my body is trying to cleanse the stains of sorrow as if they won’t come back the next day.
All the dirt and oils can leave but we know it’s only temporary.
Am I really clean?
Maybe if I scrub a little harder.
I can turn off the hot water but the heat is still there.
A towel can only cover so much of my regret.
The mirrors are all fogged and the silhouette of a body stands there.
The pain is still visible even when the dirt isn’t.
Midday showers are only midday when you can tell time.
When’s the middle of the day when you’re waking up three or four times a night wishing you were clean?
Maybe if I scrub a little harder.
hmmmm u know what i think........................ i think i am extremely thoroughly in love with you
you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. i want to move in with you. i want to build a life with you. i want to give you everything.
tw: abuse mention You scare me when you’re angry. You don’t mean to, I know you don’t, I’m just overreactive. I have so much fear, you know I don’t argue and don’t yell. I don’t fear for my safety, I just have bad experiences with anger, yelling can become physical in my family. Please don’t be upset with me, I just want to help you calm down and feel better. That’s all I ever want sweetheart.
i just really want to be with you for the rest of my life.
it’s always going to be you
I could kiss you a thousand times and it would never be enough.