I miss you.

I miss having waking up to you, next to me. When you play with my hair, while we all watched TV. I miss the times when we all went out together, just chilling, and having fun. But just like you said, things change, people change. We have to move on, nothing will probably stay the same.

Ugh! Sigh. Fuck this. Everything is like so messed up in my life. I don’t even want to thing about it anymore. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. If it’s meant to be, it’ll be. So please, just don’t let me mess up my life once again. Just…