I hate that longing feeling I get in my chest when I think about you. I hate how this knot builds in my throat and that mixture of tingle&burn in my eyes as I push back the tears. I still try to see how you’re doing, yet I don’t know why. It’s been made clear that it wouldn’t work out. So why am I still pondering upon these thoughts every night before bed? Why is it that I can still feel everything so vividly from over the past five years? I don’t know. I just fucking miss you. & I’ll always love you.
I just miss you so much.