I don’t like goodbyes.
I don’t like the fact that your brown hair and brown eyes won’t be seen for a while.
I don’t like the fact that I have one more hug to give, one more goodbye to say, one more I love you to think. I only have one more.
And I hate it.
Despise it, actually.
it's funny, even though you hurt me, and i'm pretty much over you, i still find myself going back to you.
I think it might be unhealthy to love someone that much.
Drat
I think I’m going to miss you. a lot.
Promise me you’ll come back someday?
I like the way that these sentences jump around. it's very much like the way someone would think when processing something. very good.
ReplyDeleteI really like this! Like how it moves from repetition to reflection.
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