Months go by and we don’t talk or see each other. Then one text from her makes me want to become a better person and hope that one day I can be the man she needs by her side. I know I need her.
Ooooooh feelings that happen to happen are happening. I need… something to happen soon!
I hope that you’re doing better than fine with everyday that goes by. And I pray to a god who has never heard me before that maybe, somehow, I might fit into your life. But if I can’t, that’s okay. As long as your life is everything you want, I’ll harbor a small sense of happiness. And the image of your smiling face, the feeling of your embrace as if a supernatural entity is recreating it. I can be fine with that. And hope that sometime, a new smile can replace yours in my mind.