“God I can’t wait to tell my grandchildren about you. If we ever do run into eachother again, whether it be next week or fifty years from now, know that as far as I’m concerned, nothing’s changed”

Anonymous

I’d never admit it out loud, but I’ve thought of you every day since we broke up. Not one of the 462 days since you told me it was “for the best” have your eyes, your warmth, or your smile not entered my mind. Even though I haven’t spoken to you in six months, I think I love you.

Can’t. Freaking. Wait.

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maury!

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You.
There’s always that last moment before I fall asleep - that moment when reality meets my dreams. The last moment I realize I’m falling asleep or I’m aware I’m still there. That’s the moment when I think of you. I’ll never like it and I’ll always deny it, but it’s you in the early hours of every morning. It’s you in the lonely minutes before I go to bed. It’s you when I listen to a person singing about a special someone. Lyrics are dancing around you and you are every song.

But that’s fine. I’m used to it by now.

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