Sitting here in the middle of the night, alone in my apartment, it’s hard not to wonder if you ever just sit and think about me and miss me. Do you ever look at old pictures or re-read old messages like I do and wish we could go back?
It seems like all of my “free” time is spent wishing I could just hear the love I use to hear in your voice. Occasionally I still hear it, and God it sets my heart on fire. But then I wonder if maybe it’s just wishful thinking. Am I hearing something that isn’t even there? No, I can’t believe that.
I still believe in us and what we had. I still believe our love can survive anything. I still believe because nothing that feels that amazing could be temporary. Whatever comes between us, we always find our way back. Until then, I’ll be loving you from a distance and waiting til I can feel you in my arms again.