I’ve been unintentionally dreaming of you again; but the sickness I get in the back of my throat that seemed to race out as I awoke, has been lingering inside me for days at a time now.
There was a difference between what you said and what you did;
I suppose that goes for me too, doesn’t it.
I can’t quite explain what you mean to me. I’m not actually sure there’s even a word in the English language that captivates the entirety of what you make me feel.
