You know, that admiration I used to feel for you. It turned to love, so so so much love. Everything, everyday, every fiber in my being, all of it was spent loving you or being in love with you. And, and, am I getting that back? Do you get over excited when I send a message? When you see me on a call? When I collapse, are you there to catch me? Am I receiving what I am delivering? Am I on the short end of this really long stick? Are you? Is the stick even there? I miss you. I want to wake up and go to sleep at once. Goodnight. And morning.
You never got it back, I’m so sorry. Remember, please, that I’ll always love you though. You are my sunshine, you are my moonbeams, you are everything in between. I love you. I adore you. Only you.














