dearoldlove:

So this is what it’s like to be happy without you…it’s not quite as good as before, but it’s a hell of a lot less scary, because you don’t have the power to take it away.

dearoldlove:

Last night I had a dream you came back. We laughed and laid on my old bed like we used to. We were in my old room, it was like I had never moved and you had never changed. You kissed me on the forehead. I woke up crying.

dearoldlove:

We had a summer love and an insane attraction for each other 6 years ago and 6 years later I’m realizing I want it all back for every season.

dearoldlove:

I’m realizing that 245.8 miles doesn’t seem nearly as far as it did a year ago. We should have, at the very least, tried. 

dearoldlove:

Sometimes I forget to miss you for days at a time. You have no idea how big a deal this is…

dearoldlove:

I called him by your name a few times, mostly when I was frustrated or angry. I didn’t notice until I had said it. I called him your name when we made love last night, I wished he was you the entire time. I cried. He came.

dearoldlove:

I don’t know what makes me feel worse; the fact that you didn’t wish me a happy birthday, or the fact that I spent the two months leading up to it wishing that you would.