And then suddenly I become sad for no reason, and it takes me days to get over that feeling.
I hate the feeling when you have to say goodbye to someone you want to spend every minute with.
You realize you are not alone, right? No one in their twenties has life figured out. It’s okay to be a mess. You’re living.
I crave your legs intertwined with mine, I crave nothing but you, in the most simplest of ways.