I miss being with someone who knew me better than I knew myself.
Whenever I would feel like shit and I would take it out on you. When I would ask you whether or not you knew why I was mad because in all honesty I wouldn’t even know myself. When you would reach into my thoughts and phrase exactly what I was feeling and why I was hurting and then even…apologize for it. Moments like those made me think that we we’re going to last.
