i hope this is hurting you too , i hope you can’t shake me from your mind no matter how many video games you play and how many shows you watch . i hope every post on your spam from now on is about how you miss me and how you know you did me wrong - i hope you cry with silver in your bed every fucking night but most of all i hope your stupid ass finds your way back into my life where you fucking belong.

I really wish I could forget the sweet things you’ve said to me , but I hope you never forget the sweet things I said to you because I actually meant what I said

it really isn’t fair how you get to move on . i hope i put a fuckin bump in your road , truly , i hope you punched drywall the night we parted you fuckin ass

it’s raining here , i know how much you loved the rain . i know how much you loved my eyes .. did you ever draw them like you wanted to ?

i know you’re having an absolute field-day in sociology with this capitol invasion shit . that was always you , opinionated - it wasn’t a bad thing.

thinking about it now , we just both needed communication skills and patience , and is it sad of me to hope that we gain those things and find eachother again .. i dont think so..