It’s been 3 days since I have last seen you. 3 days since our last hug. 3 days since we said goodbye.
Yet we haven’t stopped talking, texting, communicating. You tell me I’m not enough, that I can’t fill the void in your heart.
I console you on the people who constantly hurt you, I am always there. And I always will be, you know that. My best quality can also be my demise.
I miss you uncontrollably. I know you don’t miss me like I miss you. I know this is a one sided conversation, but one that I am still having.
So please don’t stop texting, please keep talking to me. It’s the only thing that will get me through the next weeks. The only reward I have at the end is seeing you again. And maybe that’s not what you’re looking forward to, but I need it.