I still miss you.
I miss looking forward to our midnight calls, I miss talking to you about anything and everything.
I miss you telling me, "C'mon Marjorie, you can do this, I trust that you can do it".
I miss you spurring me on and I miss you always giving me that bit of courage to do things I believe I can't achieve.
You were my source of courage, my motivator.
You gave me strength to go on and to step out of my comfort zone.
You were where I seek comfort and solace in.
You were the reason I still had something to look forward to when my day isn't going right.
Now, I only have memories to look back on and your words to remind me that I'm more than who I think I am.
That I can do so much better and that I'm actually not that cowardly.
There's so much I want to tell you about, and I wish the person who's by my side is still you.
You prolly won't see this and that's a reason why I choose to type it here. I miss you, I can't deny it no matter how much I try to. I miss you so much till my heart aches. It's only barely 4 weeks that we've been together, but I haven't been so happy and in love before. I hate myself so much for all that I've said to you; really I'm the selfish one. You alr made the effort to talk to me every single night and it was taking such a toll on your body, but you did it without complaints.
Can I still kidnap you in May?
I'll be in someone else's embrace, kissing, yet all I can think about is your scent and the taste of your lips.
Come back already won't you?
But they aren't you.
I suppose it won't matter to you anymore, if I hang out with one more guy or ten others.
I'm such a fool, to still be holding on to you, to tell myself nothing matters if the one I'm seeing is not you.
You carry such a heavy weight in my heart, but where do I even stand in yours?
