I keep torturing myself.
Going back to the same old ways.
Old ways die hard.
I guess that’s why I keep going back.
I miss you. Every piece of you.
From that look in your eyes, to your arms around me.
I just miss you.
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Tonight was such a great night. I spent a majority of it hanging with one person I never thought I’d be close to again. Someone who really just makes me feel like me. I don’t care if he acts like a douche, or thinks he’s all that, or any of that. What I enjoy is spending that time with him.
Whether it’s picking stuff out in some store and getting to simply hold onto him, to going on a random car adventure, driving around in circles. It was time. And I enjoyed every second of it. :)
