Nothing i say is okay to be said, say it as i may and i may be judged.
Ask me anything
KNOWLEDGE IS POWER BABY
She misses him
The way he walks she visions
As she smells his hoodie
She misses him more
How could someone miss someone so much…
She asks herself
Wondering if it’s obsession or mutual
I’m sure he misses me
I’m sure he loves me
But is my love too much
Is it beyond what it should be?
She continues to ask
And then she notices
She just misses him
And no matter how obsessed or how mutual the feelings are
She must accept it and love it because someday..
Someday it may be no more.
And she’ll once again just miss him more.