Home..
No. I hate this. I don’t know if it’s the fact that it’s 3am or I know that you aren’t here anymore, but I’m already feeling lonely. I don’t want to do this anymore. Home doesn’t feel right without you here. I miss you. Come here, be with me, like it’s supposed to be. Why did you leave me? Why did you have to move? Come home to me.
Sorry I’m acting so emo.












