good now

sleep, it’s nothing but a distant memory, i’m awake at 3 in the morning thinking about us. “should i talk to him?”

“what would i say?”

“does he think about me as much as i think about him?”

“why don’t i just talk to him?”

“does he even remember me?”

he’s so far into my thoughts that i can’t do anything without thinking of him.

ya, this has happened before

but this is different.

i can’t even describe it, but just the idea of seeing him makes me happy,

i feel better now

really better

and it’s because of him

so ya

he has me so messed up

but it’s in a good way

not like how it was

its good now

im good now