it's hard not to look at my fingers and not long to have yours laced between them.
it's hard not to tuck my hair behind my ears and not think of how you always try to and fail.
it's hard not to lay in bed and wish you were there with me.
it's hard to think about you and not be able to hear your voice.
it's hard not to miss you even though it's only been a day.
it's hard not to feel this way when you're 1,034 miles away.

i don't wanna feel like this again. i don't want another 862.6 dreadful units of measurement fucking things up again. i shouldn't be scared but i have a good feeling everything is gonna get messed up all over. and i can't do a single damn thing about it.

i love you..