I do miss you.
Really, I do.
More than you’ll know.
But I can’t miss you.
The scars are still there.
Even worse, they’re now bleeding.
Maybe they’ll always bleed.
Maybe this is making us stronger.
All I know is this.
I don’t know.
I do miss you.
Really, I do.
More than you’ll know.
But I can’t miss you.
The scars are still there.
Even worse, they’re now bleeding.
Maybe they’ll always bleed.
Maybe this is making us stronger.
All I know is this.
I don’t know.
SERIOUSLY.
I HATE THEM.
GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.