I love him.
I miss him.
I dream about him.
I still think about him 24/7.
No matter how hard I try, or how many guys I talk to.. that goofy silly boy is still the one.
The one that ran off with my heart.
But we can’t be together.. except for in my dreams. I can only hold on to the memories. Even though they kill me, at least I can remember how happy I was;
And what love truly feels like.