I hesitate before opening any text message after 9:30pm.
If I hear the dogs barking I immediately check to see if your car is outside.
I should hate you but in all honesty I just wish you’d show up at my door step with any half ass excuse so I can just see your face again.
I can’t accept the last time I saw you as the last time I will ever be wrapped in your arms.
I know I should be stronger than this, but you made me feel so good.
You’re not easy to let go of.