Now, I catch myself wishing he would walk past the window again, just so I could catch a glimpse of him. But I know tomorrow is going to be a long, exhausting day for him; he’s probably already asleep by now.
Sleep tight, neighbor.
I stared at your picture before I slept last night... I turned to the past and burned inside.
There was nothing really back there anyway. We were never an "us." We just tried to exist side by side, lingering in that unspoken space between what we were and what we couldn't name.
@str4wblackberry Pcden hesap açtım sonra tellden giriş yaptım oldu ya ve şuan sağlam kalan hesaba mavi tık aldım iki güne gelecek olursa senin hesaplar için de itiraz ederiz