ex .oh. ex. oh.
( 10.19.2003 )
i didn't think i'd cry; but as soon as i shut the door.. fuck. i was digging nails into my upper right arm to stop the tears. (but they came so hard)
you could not have made me any happier, though. you know that?
you made me feel so beautiful.
now whenever my hand is resting against my arm, i keep thinking [hoping] you're touching me.
being alone has never felt so.. foreign to me as it does now. i was so accustomed to being molded onto your side. it was always so comfortable.
i'm just typing things that only you would understand.
remember your favorite moment? yeah, so do i.
