I see your face, sometimes, in the randomest places and I can’t help but wonder, what you’d say if you knew how I’m doing right now.
I’m not going to say I don’t think about you, I do, most of the time, you’re in my mind, and I’m trying to block you out.
My friends have been great, getting my mind off of you, but that only makes me think about
what we had , and I miss that.
I miss the way you made me feel, the butterflies in my stomach, that mushy blushy feeling , like everything great is going to happen and nothing can stop that everything.
I miss the safe comfort of trusting someone you love, of knowing that they will be there for you too.
Maybe I’m just addicted to feeling that way, and I’m hoping that addiction will go away, because I keep wondering how it will be if I ever feel the same way about someone else.
I know I will fall in love eventually, there’s no denying that, I’m a romantic, and you’d say that’s pathetic and laugh and I know who’s worse.
It’s okay though, I am doing just fine, I feel like I’m not feeling enough and maybe I need to fix that, and everyone else, but I know I’ll get there. Eventually.
