Ever get those feelings where all you can think about is that one person that makes you smile, continously? The feeling of what they are doing. How they are doing. And where are they — All without you? You despise the feeling because, you always wonder if they’re missing you, the way you are missing them.
Maybe I should stop trying to make things happen. Maybe things are going the way they are because they’re supposed to. People come and go, and as much as I want to believe that you’ll be here forever, maybe you were just one of those people that are supposed to walk into my life, teach me a lesson, and leave.