Just being close to someone. All the stupid clichéd romantic stuff like holding hands, kissing, cuddles that went on for hours, mumbled conversations and falling asleep on the sofa. The skin on skin contact, the touches and feelings. I just miss it all.
the long phonecalls and petty insults, having someone to keep happy. having someone just to tell everything to and just listen to them rant when playing with their thumb. sitting and helping them do everything they wanna do and tickling them even though they hate it. i miss that too.
Constantly waking up to texts and falling asleep while texting too, the little arguments when the other person gets jealous but you let it go ‘cause it shows they care, laying on the sofa with your head on their chest, playing with their hair, buying things for them you know they’d like, snuggling, knowing they’ll make you feel better if you have a bad day, cute texts, going to parties together and everyone knowing you come as a pair.
fuck. I want all of this.
this definately just nearly reduced me to tears. it’s been a long day.
you know what’s amazing? when you think you have the nicest, closest friends ever, then you and a guy break up and they choose him over you every single time without fail, even when they’ve known you longer. i NEVER see my friends anymore and they honestly don’t seem to care. i’m never invited to any of their parties, and he always is. even my best friends. even my best friend for 5 years, someone i was so close to we were gonna get matching tattoos, is having a house party right now. he’s there with all my friends.
i’m at home. no-one even thought to mention it to me.
✿ : and i’ll tell you a fact about my appearance. ♥ : and i’ll tell you a fact about my love life. ♛ : and i’ll tell you something about myself that i’m proud of. ☮ : and i’ll tell you a fact about my personality. ✰ : and i’ll rate your blog.