003

1.3K 33 0
                                    

Dear Ross

I miss you and everything we talked about.
I miss you and everything we were.
I miss you and everything you said to me.
I miss you and the way you said my name.
I miss you and the way you laughed at my stupid jokes.
I miss you and your smile.
I miss you and how you'd call me at midnight because you knew I was awake.
I miss you and the way you said, "I love you" before you'd say goodbye.
I miss you and your laugh.
I miss you and everything you promised
I miss you and all of our inside jokes.
I miss you and how you made me feel.
I miss you and how happy you made me.
But most of all
I
    miss
             you

I'm going mad, I want you here with me. Why the hell did I choose razor blades and sadness over you. I miss your minty breath, your smell, your cute smile, your brown eyes. I miss how you would hold me when we cuddled, how you stroke my brown hair, how you would give me small soft kisses. 
    Why am I doing this to myself? It only hurts more to think about it. Why was I stupid enough to let you go? 

Oh, Ross, I regret it, I never understood how much I needed you before I let you go. I need you, because I'm getting bad again, but I'm to afraid to say that. 

Yours truly
Iris xx


Good Enough ➳ Ross LynchWhere stories live. Discover now