spacelordmother wrote:kbithecrowing wrote:At the end of the day, she's still on my mind all the time. I keep thinking of who she was, how we fit together, memories, wondering what/how she's doing now. Thinking of her face and her dresses makes my stomach sink. Four months later and I still got it bad.
Le sigh.
I know that feel, bro. Just change "4 months" to "5 years." It's not like I'm still pining, still dreaming, and still hoping that she will come back. At this point I'm not even sure I would want that. It's just that there was never anyone else who made me twist into knots like she did. Never anyone else who lit me on fire like she did...
Damn, dude.
We all need hugs up in here.