okay, what even is the deal with people not believing in ghosts?
it's obvious they're real, there is so much proof and evidence.
some people are just oblivious.
something happened today.
i called your phone to hear your old voicemail.
you sounded so happy in it.
it rang
and it was answered.
but it wasn't you.
it was some random woman.
i screamed into the phone and hung up.
i hope she has ear damage.
is this another step in moving on? because it feels as if i've just stepped down.
everything hurts and i just wanna stay in bed forever.
what would it be like if our roles are reversed?
would you never let go?
would you still miss me everyday, like i miss you?
i feel like you'd have a better time and moving on.
i feel like you'd have a better time finding someone better then me.
i'm never gonna find someone better then you.
you were my first and last.
and i've said this like a hundred times, but i love you and miss you.
when are you returning, my love?
YOU ARE READING
saudade || markhyuck
Fanfiction(n.) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains" "i need you to come back."