I miss the way things used to be with us. When you would bring me flowers just because, when you called me just to hear my voice, when you would say, “I love you” first. I miss when it felt like you actually cared about me.
(Source: blogsecret)
(Source: blogsecret)
it’s still somewhat there. don’t go away.
Missing someone is the worst.
I hope I don’t have to miss it next time.