October 09, 2020


I miss when everyday after school, we would hold hands all the way back home, and talk about how much we hated school. It was sad, but we were alone together. I miss how we used to take the long way to your house, and pretend that we were getting married in our secret place. โ˜บ I miss when you used sing to me (you were terrible by the way) but I loved ot because it was you. I miss you. And it breaks my heart that you probably won't come back for a very long time. ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ’”