I remember the nights when you would call me and talk to me for hours about anything and everything that was on your mind. Whether it was about school, parents, friends, or anything else. I learned so much about you from those phone calls. I learned how your brain worked. You had the biggest impact on me.

And I remember the nights when you and I would spend each night in my room, playing video games, listening to music, watching movies. We would spend those nights  under a blanket. Just you and me.

I remember going over to peoples houses and secretly holding hands under a blanket, and I remember whenever someone left the room and we were all alone, you would kiss me; I don’t think you know how happy you made me. I remember spending every day with you, and thinking about how lucky I was. 

I remember the feeling I got when I couldn’t see you for whatever reason. Whenever that happened I felt incomplete. I knew you were missing from my day, and I really missed you.

I remember every day at school sitting in class, waiting to see you. You made me want to go to school, so I could see you. I didn’t want to pretend to be sick, ever. I never wanted to miss the chance of seeing you. Ever. 

I remember wondering if there was any possible way I could be happier with my life. I’m pretty sure there wasn’t. I was as happy as I could be when it was you and me. 

 

I really am unsure if any of this impacted you as much as it did me. But it really really changed me as a person. It made me.

 

I just want you to know why it’s so hard for me to let you go and move on. Because I grew up with you. I learned from you. You taught me to think for myself. My sense of humor came from you. I am who I am today because of you. When I look back, the majority of my memories have you in them. Without you in my life would be a whole different lifestyle. It would be so completely different then I’m used to. I wouldn’t like it. I just know that I want you to stay forever





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