I’m dying to hit you up. I miss the way we used to be. I don’t want us to become strangers. I don’t want us to go back to not having each other in our lives. I’m just waiting for you to talk to me…if that’ll ever happen. I doubt it. I don’t want to be the one who comes crawling back. It doesn’t feel like you even want me around but yet, I’m still waiting. If you wanted to talk to me, you would’ve done so already.
I miss you.
Wtf. Is this life ?
(via mylife-not-yours)
