Sunday, August 3rd 9:07 am Last night I was tossing and turning in the middle of the night with thoughts of you clamoring around my mind. The corners of your mouth populated my vision while my eyes were closed and I could feel your warm breath stirring my imagination. When I finally fell asleep I dreamt of raspberry green tea and your tangled blue sheets.
Sunday, September 23rd 5:43 pm
I'm sorry. I know I should've said it when it still mattered but I'm sorry. Sometimes I can't distinguish between my feelings when I'm too scared to admit that I'm in love and I did something I regret. He wasn't anything like you. He wasn't you. I'm sorry.