i'm sick, you're tired, let's dance.

maybe i do miss you. i think i just miss how shit was only complicated because we didn't live in the same city. everything else was simple. i miss you writing to me. it made me feel worth something. it made me feel on top of the world. i miss your voice at night. that's what i miss the most. i was thinking of you yesterday and your voice and your stupid laugh while you talked. and how whenever you were going to say something to me you would say "can i tell you something?" or "can i tell you a secret?" and it was never a secret. i miss how silly we were and how into music we were. i wish i still loved you. i wish i could still hurt for you. i wish you never went away.

p.s. not written today.