Every night, before I fall asleep, you cross my mind. I find myself thinking about how much I miss you and how deeply I love you. It’s become such a familiar part of my bedtime routine, but the feeling never becomes ordinary. I hope that, wherever you are, you somehow feel the warmth of those thoughts.
Even on days when we barely speak or don’t get to see each other, you never really leave my mind. I think about you when I’m exhausted, when I’m caught up in a hundred different things, and even in the quiet moments when there’s nothing in particular to distract me. There’s something incredibly comforting about ending my day knowing that I’m loved by you and carrying that feeling into sleep.
So, if you ever wonder whether you’re on my mind, you are. At the end of every day, it’s still you. I miss you, I love you, and I hope you sleep knowing just how much you mean to me. Goodnight, my love.
Les juro que si hubieran visto como me trataba, como me hablaba, como me miraba, y como nos reíamos cuando estábamos solos entenderían por qué me cuesta tanto soltarlo.
The pain of letting go of someone you had already imagined a whole future with is something else. You’re not just losing a person; you’re losing all the plans, dreams and beautiful moments you thought you would share together.
That kind of pain can take years to heal. It’s crazy. 💔
Ojalá supieras cuantas veces revise nuestro chat, tu perfil y cada cosa q compartes, esperando encontrar una señal de que aún hay algo de mí en tus pensamientos
@miguel0_mendoza I really fucking is. I I’m having to take a second shower today, went to the store across the street for me. Dripping sweat already💦💦👅