i had the longest dream about you where we spent an entire day talking and fixing and we had finally got together and i finally had you and then i woke up and i genuinely feel so crushed and fucked up, i wish i could call you i really need you
no, im not okay. mornings make me miss you more than anything. i miss waking up and seeing your name on my phone. i miss having someone to talk to before the rest of the world woke up. now every morning starts with the same feeling: realizing you’re still gone