My everything

If he only knew how much I want to text him again. Do things different, love him better, make all our future plans happen.

I want everything with him, that white house with a white picket fence. From the moment I met him, I knew a part of me would always look for you in the crowds, hoping you actually miss me. He’s the first person I fought for and didn't care what anyone thought.

Missing someone is a complicated situation because you don’t just miss them but you miss their soul, there being as a whole until they return. I want him there in all the good things in my life because he is what makes it good. Maybe because at the end of the day I love him and I always will.