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I woke up this morning to find him entirely tangled around me. His lips were against my shoulder, his legs over mine, and his face was buried in my hair.
It reminded me that you hated when my hair touched your face and only further reminded me that he, in fact, loved it.
"Because we have the good to remember." Does that mean you think about it too? What do you feel? Do you feel anger? Sadness? Remorse? Guilt? Regret? You cried. You looked at me and cried. Why? You said it was "hard to know [ I ] moved on." Why? It must be like a kick in the gut, but enough to make you cry? I don't think so. Unless, of course, you still cared -- you still loved me. How ridiculous. The future. I asked "why in the world would I want a future with you" and he told me "because we have the good to remember" and that "there is always the future". How ridiculous... ...I wish I could say there was no good, but there was... ...so much good...
Tumblr makes me think about you. And I don't know if it's the website or if it's me.
Bomi hey do you still remember me? I hope you do but it's okay if not. I miss you. I just had to check up on you and I can see you're doing alright. I'm glad. You're eating well right? Good. - Muffin
Muffin!!!!!! Of course, how could I forget you. I miss you so much. How are you now? Oh god, I miss you, I miss hanging out with you and going out eating yummy food with you. I’m alright, I’m alright. But I just miss you, yes, I do. Come back here so we can hang out together again, but if you can’t, I understand. But stop by and visit me once in a while, please? A lot has happened since you were away, but everything is well. I promise. Have you been taking care of yourself? Have you been well? Be healthy and happy always, okay? Promise me that.
I love you. Okay, goodnight. Dream of me, dream of us. Come back. I mean, whatever. No expectations. Hah.
I don't know what's going on, but alright, alright. I'll hold on, okay? But either way, I would've kept holding on. How can I not? Just have to keep those hopes down. Hah. Don't want to get hurt again. Hah.
AAAAHHHHHHHH I JUST. LETS FAST FORWARD TO THE PART WHERE YOU TELL ME YOU LOVE ME STILL AND MISS ME SINCERELY. No expectations damn it. I just love you so much. Can you blame me?
