Friday, March 9, 2012

Remember this.

You're drunk and its 8:11am on a Saturday.

You're listening to "She will be loved" by Maroon 5.

You're not crying, you're not upset with anything. You've just had a great night actually.

You're chest hurts though, from the longing that you can't hug him.

You're only thinking about that moment that he comes home and your life will be absolutely complete for even just one second.

You're so grateful that you have him.

You miss him so much.

You know its real love.

..

This feeling can't be forgotten, because I want to be as happy as I look in my head when he comes home, one whole year from now.


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