... and again . I'm laying in my bed & I'm thinking about him , all that stuff I really would need Rn . I want that things ... and i only want it with him . Feeling him close to me , don't have to miss his cute-ass anymore . Hear his voice, so my lil stupid heart is again skipping some beats because of the sound .
It's 2 a.m. I miss him so much . It's been a year since I've seen him . Not hugging, no cuddels & I haven't seen his smile in real . One year , a freaking year , so much happened & I changed myself in to a completely different person. A better person so I guess . He changed as well . And I think we both grew up .And soon I'm turning 18 .
