Every morning I wake up wanting to just go back to sleep. Never feeling like I got a good nights rest. Every night I sleep for a few hours. Get up. Feel wide awake. Stay up for half an hour. Then go back to sleep for a few more hours.
Lagging around all day, feeling okay and eventually feeling tired in the afternoon.
But by 'bedtime' I'm wide awake once again. And then the sadness and loneliness comes in to play. And so begins another night of going to bed late, roaming around on Tumblr, tweeting lyrics to love songs that make me think of you.
Ha, 'thinking of you'. I haven't done much of it lately. You pop into my mind every now and then throughout the day now because I care about you. You're a brother to me.
For some reason I'm moving on.
I'm moving on but I still can't see myself with anyone else. Hell, I don't WANT to be with anyone else. I know I still love you. Somewhere inside of me, I do. I know somewhere inside of you, you love me too. But now I realize that WE, we as in your personality and mine, could not withhold a relationship with me being in college and you being in your senior year.
For now I think it's what is best. But I still want to talk to you. We STILL haven't fucking talked about what we need to. I know as soon as I go to college, I'll be missing you so much. And maybe you too. But how would I know? You don't tell me anything.
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