when I’m sitting at my desk, at my internship and his name pops up on my phone making my phone’s screen glow, I realize that I think about him non-stop.
i’m reading and i’m thinking about him. And I’m eating lunch all alone at the office, and I’m constantly thinking about him.
And it’s like we’re connected.
Everything in my life is so wrong and you’re the only thing that makes sense
Like John Green’s Paper Towns;
Screaming my heart out because there’s no one here to hear it:I missed him, I missed him, I miss him.