jaded

as of this moment, i am whacked of missing someone i loved and still love very much. i noticed you only come say it when you feel like it. well, likewise. one day, i hope to find that perfect moment for us to sit and talk like its our last few moments. youre so preoccupied with your work and the only times you can get out of it is when i cant. so fucked up because were both so fucking different now. or maybe just you. and you have so many people loving you who live the same lifestyle as you. its why i try not to come too close because of what youve become. im not sneering at you. just - im afraid youll do what you did. im just tired of missing you.
i love you.