I miss you all the time; I'm not sure what's wrong with me. I saw you an hour ago, but all I can think about now is how I didn't hold your hand, and how I didn't hug you goodbye--and all the things I didn't do. I'm not sure how to stop this train of thought, and it's killing me. But I think I'm letting it. Because I'm falling for you, and that's why I can't get you out of my head.
YOU ARE READING
unfinished snippets
RandomLittle things that I think of at random times - more or less an explosion of creativity straight from my brain. Sometimes I have ideas that i can't quite visualize so I put them here. Sometimes it's a snippet of a story I'm workshopping, other times...
