I remember:
the rush of feeling
the comfort of being with you, our own little universe
your smile, your giggle
the intensity of every feeling I had about you
the like, then the love
your sweet smell
your look
your cuteness

then,
the withdrawals
the want
the need.

And I was recently reminded of something, that brought all that back for just a minute.



....This all sounds quite emo. Maybe because we were doing poetry today in English? haha




I need to NOT get ahead of myself with these feelings. I need to slow down, and stop getting all hopeful again. That way, if this doesn't go how I want, then I won't be upset at all.

ps. I'm disapointed in you. I kind of liked you better before...