(Unexpected journal entry..unexpected turn of events...spilled.)
More than words...
Ill miss you... my god Ill miss you .
For reasons you will never know.
Its almost as if, you panicked...before you new what we even were.
Fuck.....I cant even explain how it feels. How it felt. That.. clenching feeling, that you get in your chest? Remembering...every thought, memory, word, words...more than.
I cant even explain it, but we were...
we happened. My god we existed...in this beautiful calm, this time, this space...and I loved you.
I loved you before you even new... before you even new what we were.
Before words.
YOU ARE READING
Moments...
ChickLitA miscellaneous collection of random pages from my own personal journal. Raw, unedited thoughts. Usually written during moments where I found myself needing some sort of escape, or brief distraction. All true stories... (On going) ***Warning: Mature...
