Two summers ago, at this exact moment, I would be lying in your arms fighting the urge to fall asleep. I didn’t want to miss one waking moment with you. I would wake up hours later & frown at the fact that you didn’t wake me up. you would say “i love to watch you sleep” & I would reply “that’s creepy”
We’ll have nights like this again, I’m sure
my number one goal in life
has always been to do the things my brothers never did.
it blows my mind, the way someone you trust in chooses to disappoint you.
this is why i’m such an introvert. i fucking hate people.
