im tempted --
to dial your number,
to send that text,
to drive to yours,
to run into your arms.
im tempted.
because i miss you.
i miss your warmth,
your scent --
that cold vanilla
and lavender scent
that was yours,
and only yours.
but most of all
im tempted
to just cry.
crying over you
sounds like a waste of tears.
but it'll just
have to do.
because for now,
its all i have.
and you're not here.
...and i don't think
you'll be coming
back.
okay this one, is one of my favourites that ive written, was super proud of her.
date wrote: 7/7