It’s when I’m standing six feet away from you and not being able to find the words to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you that I want to just scream to the whole room that I’m still in love with you. It’s when I’m sitting alone with the phone in my hand dialing your number and hanging up that I would trade a thousand tomorrows for just one yesterday. Then I could just call you to tell you goodnight. It’s when I am really sad about something and need someone to talk to that I realize you’re the only one who really knew me at all. It hits me how much I would give to hold you at that very moment. It’s when I think about you that I realize no one else in the world is meant for me.

bbyph4t:

who fucking wrote this , this story of my life

(Source: tussyhd, via soulohgee)