Random

I sit here and just have a million things floating in my head, a million things to say, a million things to change, how can u care for someone so much? in so little time? but it doesn't feel little, it feel's like an eternity. like you've known them forever, yet u know there's so much u need to learn.

I sit here conversating with myself, asking when will i see her again? soon i know.
Thing's keep us apart when were so close. i suffer when she's gone, this is normal, she's dug deep.

When all you can think about is her presence near you, her scent around you, her hand's holding you.

This is everything, i sometimes want everything, but all i want/need is her, it isint much to ask, im a simple person, i just feel lonely at time's, this really is normal, this is why i like writing, it's as if im talking to someone, even tho there's no one there at the moment, it's my therapy.