I miss you. I miss you to the point of exhaustion. My heart wrenches at the thought of you and it almost comes to the point I wish we weren’t friends so I didn’t have to miss you so much.
Love does that to a person.
At the same time you make my heart flutter and give me butterflies, you squeeze my heart and make me sick.
Dreams about you spin in my head and there isn’t a single second you’re not on my mind.
I want only the best for you even if it hurts to see you move further and further away from me. I will give you support and I will give you love, all while wanting to be selfish at the same time.
Pictures of you make me smile and want to cry and it’s almost hard to pick which to do. So I smile with pain behind it and hope you’re doing well because that’s all I can do.
I want to be with you, but I can’t, so I’ll move on. I only wish I wanted to.
You do this to me and I wonder if you know. I don’t think you do and I don’t want you to. There’s so much for you and I don’t want to compromise anything for you.
So I’ll miss you from over here and give you encouragement, and I’ll send warm thoughts and love your way.
You’re on my mind and on my heart.
I just don’t want it to weigh me down, but I’ll let it.
I guess love does that to people.