'I miss you', he says and I feel the small smile against my forehead after he kisses me there. 'I miss you', I say trailing my lips on his jaw. 'I miss you', and I kiss his neck. 'I miss you', and I kiss his chest. 'I miss you, I miss you, I miss you', I breathe and kiss his soft, warm skin. 'I'm right here', he says attempting to bring me closer and I look up at him, lifting my head from his chest sharply and say, 'but you're not'. The room changes from blue to grey, and the light of the morning is coming through, and I turn over and peer through my heavy eyelids. You know, I almost expect to see you next to me. This pillow could almost pass for your chest. These sheets tangled, could feel like your arms surrounding me. You know, I miss you like a mess. Like a mess and then we're
~Blue to grey in early mornings.
-(via adorkkabble) age:17 my writing.
It's so hard not to post on here omg. But I woke up feeling a lil less stressed out so let's hope I can jus spend less time on insta.