I have said before that I have grown descenitized to the feeling of missing you - I lied.
I have not become descenitied because every time a love song comes on, my phone vibrates, or I look around my room, I find that pit in my stomach growing deeper and deeper. I say this because I need to be strong, but I can't be strong anymore.
I give a shit. I've given a shit. I've always given a shit.
I always will give a shit and I never want to say anything that will make you think that I ever stopped giving a shit.
and I'm sorry if you ever thought I did..
I found myself reaching off to the distance - I thought you were standing there.
I'm tired of being tough.. I want to cry because I miss you, and I want to smile because I love you. I want to fall to the ground with the pain of the distance, and I want to count the tears I shed missing your eyes.
I want to be back home in your eyes, and back in my bed that is your arms.
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