Every Day.

Every day with us starts the same.  I wake up to find you had texted me at some odd hour of the night.  I feel awesome because it shows you are thinking of me.  Then I go on about my day, thinking about you and hoping to hear from you again. 

 

Some days I do and some I don't.  You tell me I am on your mind all the time and I believe you.  I also know that you will never be the man I need for you to be. 

 

But that doesn't mean I don't think about you everyday. 

patchworkofmistakes patchworkofmistakes
26-30, F
Feb 21, 2010