My heart aches with every passing second you aren’t here with me or don’t text me. The moment I see you or hear from you, I feel like a child on Christmas Eve.
When you don’t text me for hours, my mind races. When you get angry, my mind races, when you don’t tell me you promise to be there for me, my mind races. When you don’t say I love you back, my mind races. Yet I adore you more than life itself.