Wednesday, March 17, 2010

i miss you and the day isn't even half over yet.

delirious and overwhelmed and counting down the hours. i'm crying through my notes and our music and laughing like a crazy person over our std jokes. i'm never sure what i know, just that i breathe easier with you and we fall into habit. sometimes our worst habits are the ones we need most.

(i don't think he knows how much i miss him when he's gone.)

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