"Dejame ir, desgraciado!"
This is only Hayley, but I miss them so much :(
I miss you, I miss you so fucking bad..
So bad that I forced myself to remember how to have lucid dreams. To avoid dreaming of you.
So bad that I felt the urgency - the need - to run away. Literally, just running away until my feet gave up and I could not easily return. I felt the physical need of running.
So bad that I cannot even remember your voice, at least the way that I think it was. Your pitch, your tone.. If I did, I am sure that I would not be OK. I remember your laugh, at least in tiny bits. God, I miss making you laugh.
I miss you, but the fact of doing so or ranting about it will not change anything. Why? Because we would’ve done something about us.