I have come to the realization that I find myself going to sleep earlier each day & waking up later the next. I force myself to sleep as long as I can, simply because I don’t want the dreams to end. I’m sorry Dr. Seuss, but you were wrong. My reality is nothing close to my dreams. The early I sleep means the earlier I get to be in a world where the people I love, love me back. I can fight the crimes of the world. I fly. The list is endless. My dreams are better than reality.
It’s just that my mind has trained itself not to miss you because in the end it’s her you love & that’s fine
So 4 months later AFTER you just randomly stop talking to me then you text me like nothing happened because you noticed that I’m not at school. You’re cool ..
Obviously if someone wants to be with you they will. If they aren’t then they don’t want to be with you so don’t hold your breath. Have hope. And keep waiting for the impossible to happen