its gotten to the point where i either feel no emotion or every emotion at once
I think about you constantly. You make me smile, you make me laugh, you fill me up with hope, you make me happy. I want you more than anything. But you asked me if I loved you? That I cannot answer. I want to say yes because in my mind I love you so much, but how do I know what “love” is, really?…
Ah, who am I trying to fool?
I still miss you.
I’ve never stopped missing you.