“I bet this time of night you’re still up. I bet you’re tired from a long hard week. I bet you’re sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city. And I bet sometimes you wonder about me. And I just wanna tell you. It takes everything in me not to call… Continue reading I almost do
Think about drinking on a weekday even though you barely even drink at the weekend. Wish you had that to numb the pain. Realise you don’t like the taste enough to drink it. Listen to your sad Taylor Swift playlist. See how long you last before the tears start falling. See how long your heart… Continue reading How to (almost) move on
I will never let us drift apart. You’re the best person I have in my life and I am not me when I am not around you. I will never, in a million years, let someone mess you around. I will personally attack them for you. I will never let you get a horrible haircut.… Continue reading 44 things I’d like to say to my best friend
Han, I originally wanted to right this somehow hoping it would make me feel better. But I’m sure I will just end up in tears. I feel like up until now I was completely denying the fact that in September you will no longer live down my street. And then I’ll have to do this… Continue reading Open letter to my best friend who is moving away
Will you just excuse me whilst I delete you from my life? Just watch me whilst I resist the urge to double tap on your picture of you smiling that smile that made me slightly weak the knees just looking at it. Whilst I hit you with a read receipt but with no reply. Whilst… Continue reading Excuse me whilst I delete you from my life
At first, your mind will work so so hard to forget that one person. Your mind will work overtime just to forget the mere existence of that person. This could be just because you want to forget about them completely. Or it could be because you want to mask the feelings of sadness or the… Continue reading The different ways you can miss someone
“You said. If it is meant to be fate will bring us back together. For a second I wondered if you were really that naive. If you believed fate worked like that. As if it lived in the sky staring down at us. As if it was not already within us. As if fate was… Continue reading Is it fate?