4/23/2019 [2:05 am]
I wish I knew what I did to you when more the half the time you want nothing to do with me. It just feels empty to want a person who chooses to push you away most often. All of my hurt is worth it because there's nothing better than being yours, I guess I just have to get used to the feeling. It's been a long night. Waking up without you here is very unusual for me. I haven't gone without a goodnight since the beginning when we'd talk so late you'd fall asleep on me and apologize in the morning time. I miss you. Maybe I'll see you again tomorrow. Goodnight, Angel. Sweet dreams. Mwah.
