There always that one person. The one person that no matter how long it’s been since you’ve seen them or talked to them, no matter how far away their soul is from yours, no matter how bad it hurts, you’ll always love them more and more everyday
“Do you ever think of me? I mean, really think? Not as a name that graces your imagination with negative connotation, but as an individual you knew? Do you ever wonder what life could’ve been like had it not moved on? To say I don’t daydream about the times we spent together would be a lie; I live for the moments dedicated to the remembrance of childlike wonder. I have now blatantly confessed, so when will you? I will wait, but not forever: as life moves on, so must I.”
