I know you used to read this blog, but I wonder if you still check up on me, or if that is just a reality in my head.
In all honesty, I looked at your FB page and saw an apartment listing thing...I feel like I'm missing out on the materialistic things, but more importantly, the things that are associated with those material objects...
Like walking around your room as if I owned it, like you said I should because it shows I'm comfortable.
Like wearing your crewnecks and taking them with me when I leave so I can sleep in your scent when I got to bed at night.
Like making you dinner, or having you make me dinner, then sitting, no more like cuddling on the couch while we watch Disney movies and you whispering sweet nothings in my ear during the movie...
Like everything else that you said we'd do, but never got to do.
The fuck am I still holding on for?
I want everything you promised me...and more.
I just want you.