Without me
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
It’s not that I miss you. I just, for some reason, keep thinking you’re going to walk through that door and tell me that you miss me and you want me and can’t imagine your life without me. I keep thinking you need me and you’re randomly going to call me, IM me, or text me. I keep waiting for the moment you’re going to come up to me and tell me all this… then I realize why you haven’t done it yet… because none of it’s true. You’ve moved on now, and you’re happy. Without me.
— (via raindropsonredroses)
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