terça-feira, 12 de abril de 2011

I kind of miss you.

I kind of miss you, not as in I miss you because I like you but I miss talking to you everyday like we used to, talk as friends, talking about everything and anything all day everyday, spilling our emotions talking about music and our problems, helping each other, everything. I just miss when we used to talk, now it's like we don't even know each other anymore and it fucking hurts, even though we weren't anything but friends, it still hurts knowing we've grown apart and it went by so quickly, I wish I could have you back in the way where we'd just rely on each other. No, it isn't something that came to my mind just now, it's something that has been hurting for too long, something that hurts even more when I'm not having a good day, and I think "in another time, I would look for you, tell you everything, you would cheer me up, help me and everything would be ok".
And lastly, it hurts cause everything changed, and will never be the same again.


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