Fuck, I miss him

I wish I could ask but I don’t want to know the answer

we do dumb things when we’re sad. keep that in mind.

someone look for me. it’d be nice

Why pour out your entire self with someone for 2 months and then have a wordless goodbye at the airport?

Even when I watched the back of his head as he walked away, my heart hoped he would turn back around and grab me. I hoped he would fuck all and profess his love for me despite any fear of rejection.

Even when I walked to the parking garage, I hoped to hear his voice yelling for me across the street.

I even hoped some kicking of security guards or tossing of papers would be involved.

Stupid real life.