I miss him dearly, God. I miss his face, his presence, his willingness to adventure. I've spent the last two months texting myself in his dm's. Hell, I've even messaged him on Spotify. I miss him dearly. I am utterly heartbroken. I am a fool.
When I see him again, I will surely rejoice and cry. I would forgive him exponentially and allow myself to fall into his embrace. I look back at photos of us and I am left wondering if he perhaps misses me too. I mean, he has photos of us in his apartment. He has a shrine of our love. How can he possibly not think of me? Should I send him another text telling him that I miss him dearly? That I apologize once again and that I love him. He sent me a message request on Twitter 2 weeks ago which I promptly accepted. He hasn't messaged me though. I just want him back.



























