laying on my bed, i'm missing you. reminiscing about the past, about us, and what we were where. all i can think about are the memories we made together that consistently plague my mind.
i'm wondering do you have thay problem too? where i just reside in that mind of yours? all the times we shared together, does it bother you too? or am i the only one who is experiencing that?
all these unanswered questions yet no where to put them besides this sheet of paper. my thoughts, my questions, my memories all out here. so to my final request: will you give me the satisfaction of answering this?
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a/n:
man this just rlly sucks like its so bad want to cry from this and i rlly wanted to include the part or have words about how given the chance will they take them back but i didnt know how to fit in there
YOU ARE READING
drabbles
Random"what" - in which i have a lot of short stories or ideas really random check for cw/tw if there is one
