It's been a while. 

To be honest, I can't imagine my life without you anymore.

You are part of my daily routine, a day feels incomplete if I don't get to talk to you.

I realize how worse my life would probably be If I didn't meet you.

How lame my days would be if you weren't in them.

Please don't leave, okay? I don't ever want to lose you.

Happy New Year My Love. 

2015 will be lovely.

I love you.

Being an overthinker is the worst. 
I was cursed with this burden.
You sit there making a big deal out of things you know nothing about.
You create problems in your head, and get worked up over things that you have no business worrying about in the first place.
And it's not like you want to be an over thinker, you just can't help it.

Imagine if I were you and you were me.
I saw what you saw and felt what you felt.
And finally I could understand you and why you do these things to me.
And you could know where I'm coming from and why I do these things I do.

Having someone to sit beside you is nice.
Having someone to wipe your tears away is great.
Having someone to hug you to sleep at night is wonderful.
But trust me, being that someone feels even better.

I look at you and I think nobody will ever love you like I do.
I am going to be the person who loves you the most of your entire life.
I don't believe that other people are capable of loving like me.
It would be a terrible mistake for you to ignore something like that. 

I look at you and I think, 
I will never open to anyone like I opened up for you.
I will never let anyone in like this.

To tell you the truth,
I don’t have much to offer. But I’ll still give you everything I’ve got. 
Even if it’s barely a thing at all.
I'll give you late nights, good laughs,
Someone to talk to, someone to care for, 
Someone who will always be there,
A hand to hold, somebody to lean on. 
Nothing fancy.
And if that’s not enough, just know you have all of me.
I hope that’s enough.

That feeling.

You know, the feeling where all you can think about is how you can make them happier.

That feeling when you get a text, and automatically hope it's them.

And when it's not, you're disappointed.

That feeling when you just sit and stay online, waiting for them to pop up.

That feeling when you go to sleep thinking of them.

And hoping they're thinking of you too.

Yeah, that feeling.