Day 4
And I missed you painfully.
Laying in bed missing all the times I came home to your face(times).
It became my favorite time of the day.
Then I have to remember that guy on those facetimes isn't who stands before me now.
In love with someone I haven't seen in a while.
So whereas I used to fear giving a person space out of fear of being forgotten, being lived without, being replaced,
Today I realized if I am any of those things, I would be them regardless if I separated myself or not.
I will not love out of fear.
Distance and time and if it's meant to be it'll be.
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 11:28 PM UTC
Day 4
And I missed you painfully.
Laying in bed missing all the times I came home to your face(times).
It became my favorite time of the day.
Then I have to remember that guy on those facetimes isn't who stands before me now.
In love with someone I haven't seen in a while.
So whereas I used to fear giving a person space out of fear of being forgotten, being lived without, being replaced,
Today I realized if I am any of those things, I would be them regardless if I separated myself or not.
I will not love out of fear.
Distance and time and if it's meant to be it'll be.
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