please come back. it's not the same. you broke me more than anyone i've ever loved. i never felt so at home with a person.

you left way to fast and way to early. it hurts me every time i see you guys together. just know that i’m always open to talk even if you aren’t.

another day passes as i sit in front of my computer screen typing my echoing thoughts at you text me. i wish i knew, i wish i knew if you looked at me at saw the sparks i feel or if you look at me and only feel the familar bounds of friendship. i start to wonder if you'll ever see these and how i would react. the fear. the dread. the hope. the relief. that you would know how all along i started at you with longing eyes, never knowing if help your own longing beside your own eyes as well. if it was for me. or for another. i hope you see this, i hope you know who i am. and i hope you feel the same.

hey. it's me. i'm missing you more today. our friendship was my longest and lasted for almost 5 years. i wish we hadn't ruined things. you were always there for me. i want to text you but i'm scared. please come back. i should have never gotten in a relationship with you and ruined what we had. i love you forever.

i wonder if you understand the flirty texts and subtle hints towards something more... do you want something more? or are you content as is? i wish i knew, i wish i knew whether to jump into that void hoping to find your warm hand waiting for me. or if i jump, will the echos of silence and shame become so tight i have to break to make space for my aching heart. part of me hopes you see this so you can understand how frustrating it is to have to text smile face after smile face with nothing in response. the other part of me hides this away from you, like a child hides their stolen candy from their mother. knowing if it's shared, the sweetest could be spoiled...

come back home.