wish i was kissing you instead of thinking about you
honestly what hurts me is the fact that i can no longer see you and spend my time with you. i can no longer call you for help. i can no longer lay against your chest while you play with my hair. i can no longer admire the shimmer in your eyes while you laugh. i can no longer expect you to calm me a comfort me while i am upset. i can no longer listen to the tone of your laugh and the warmth in your voice. but what truly kills me inside is that i can no longer love you.
you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
That’s called anxiety.
That explains at least half of my life then
i honestly just need someone to come into my life that really genuinely cares about me and wants to sit and have long conversations about things that actually matter and wants to go on adventures late at night and wants to be there for me at my lowest points and celebrate with me at my highest points and just be the rock that keeps me going when life gets rough