Statements.

You had a point when you said,

i'd want other things.

I want other things.

But i still, want you. Too.

L' absence.

Days like this,
is when i miss you the most.

And i wonder.

Why does it have to be like this?

Infinite loops of thinking and unthinking.

I don't make sense.

Hjsmfmmshf.

If only i could get a butterfly to put into words how it feels when it gets caught.

A rush of happiness.

Something about this feeling,
makes me think that, maybe,
you and I,
never left.

Parallels.

Why is it that when we dream of someone,
it means they miss us.

I miss you.

You are there.
They are all, there.

And,
i am here.

Does that make me special?

Signed, sealed, delivered.

Dear future me,

You have been through a lot.

And you've made it, to the other side.

With a smile.

You are not as good as they think you are.

You are so much better.

They have tried to bring you down with each and every possible way.

They have lied to you.

Cheated on you.

Backstabbed you.

They have tried to change you.

You have loved.

Left.

And lost.

You have, lived.

You will be rewarded for your patience, faith and courage.

You don't have to wait anymore.

This is eternal.

Be happy.

Sincerely, 

               Me.

The brushed aside feelings.

Why does the weather feel like you?