me and you underneath the honeymoon.
I'm not sure if you know but every night I've ever had that white hoody I slept with it. And when you had it back it was hard for me to sleep. And everytime I've ever left I kissed that thing you drew on the board in my room.
Now I don't have either.
Anything you've ever done I could forgive or forget. Except this. It was something I held sacred and I thought you did too. I'm obviously not worth that. I have to find a way to be ok being all alone in the world.
I fell asleep for a couple of hours and dreamt none of this happened. That we were out in california. When I woke up I was devistated.
Just so you know you made it. Last night was officially the new worst night of my life.
words are my bestfriend and i cant think of any to describe me shutting down right now. its awful.
what good is money or houses or attention if i dont have the one thing i want.
if you saw me you wouldnt recognize me. im not me anymore. i was you and me. now im noone.
