I'm trying to learn how to live my life without loving you the way that I do. Without picturing kissing every inch of your body and cherishing every moment we share. I'm trying to learn how to pretend that you're just a friend, but you are so much more than that to me. You are the air that I breathe and the light from the sun. You've made me feel so alive when I was so sure I'd gone numb. I've said so many sweet nothings to you, while I lay alone in my bed. Envisioning the different ways I'd tell you all the things I wish for us inside my head. It's hard to pretend, it's hard being just your friend. I'm trying really hard but I don't know how well it's going to end.
This isn't about anyone in particular so please don't ask me. It's something that came to my head at 3am when my thoughts run wild
