No matter how much frustration I have towards you, I can’t deny the fact my body aches for you. I crave you all through out my day. I want so bad to hear your sleepy voice. I wish I could wake up cuddling you. I just know your touch would heal something in me. But the cruel reality is, I will never ever allow myself to crave the touch of another and feel confident and comfortable in doing so. I was fucked up before you strolled into my life. I hate that you left me with nothing but what ifs. I just need to take my delusional ass down the road. But omfg I miss you so much. I feel fuckin sick when I’m alone. I can’t believe I let this happen