it surprises me and yet doesn't surprise me that the thing i love most in the world is also the thing that brings me constant, consistent pain.
i can't escape you. in every song. you know who you are.
i don't talk to you enough, but i'm afraid of being sad.
i'll be honest, sometimes you disappear from my head. those are the times when i am surrounded by noise and bodies and paperwork and textbooks. you come back when i'm surrounded by music.
it's times like these, at 2:06 am on a friday night that i am at my most vulnerable and thoughts of you creep into my head. if i let myself think about it, i miss you so much it hurts.
i don't think about it.
i love you. i always will.
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