I miss when…
I had that special someone who would call me in the middle of the night, having endless convos on the phone. Who would sing me to sleep. Who would give me handwritten love letters. Who could make me laugh nonstop at the stupidest things. Who would be by my side throughout the day, never wanting to leave. Who would assure me that everything was okay—that they loved me in return. Sadly, nothing ever stays the same. Shit happens. It’s hard not talking to someone who you spent months talking to every single day, nonstop.
