venerdì 30 marzo 2012

you have no idea how i miss talking to him, i miss him. it.hurts.so.bad

I was so used to wake up and get message from him. He was always in my mind and i mean it... HE REALLY WAS ALWAYS IN MY MIND.
After school I remember one day  while climbing the stairs  (and like always already trying to connect my phone with the wifi from my apartment to see if he is online) I was climbing with a giant step on those stairs being the happiest girl alive ... I was so impatient to talk to him.    suddenly find myself on the floor above mine.  I just start smiling because it really looked so ridiculous/funny, i thought " oh mark what you do to me "
 I can't explain what he does to me. Forget butterflies, he gave me pterodactyls.
Once i was home checking facebook messages I always found a sweet message he wrote me while i was at school, that made my days every day.
I used to watch simpsons after school  cause M wasnt always online because of the timezone....... The simpson,my favorite cartoon that  sometimes  gave me happy tears when homer says sweet phrases to marge it made me get teary eyes cause all the times i pictured me and my love M living toghether and beeing a family.
I remember when i told him that i sometimes cry while watching simpson he was like " oh really?you are the sweetest thing baby i never heard this before haha "  (when he came to visit me he brought me this >>>>DUFF  )



     im now doing the same things but everything is different now. im not happy to come home, i have no one to be impatient to talk to , no one is waiting me, no one care the way he did, the only thing that doesnt change is he is always in my mind,always in my mind just in different way. 

















 i know all this are just  little things but they mean so much to me because everything he made, gave to me was made with love, from him.


listening now
 

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