I miss you.
Sometimes I felt like you actually gave to shits about me.
I want you to come home.
I want to hug the living daylights out of you.
I want to pull you close.
I want to bury my head in your neck.
I want to feel your arms wrapped around- probably in slight surprise.
I want you to hold me.
I miss you so goddamn much it affects me.
Mentally that is.
I want you to come back.
I need you to come back.
I miss you so much that it hurts.
Please.
Come back.
Soon.
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Dark Thoughts
Teen FictionSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
