Deep inside, he
knew who he was, and that person was smart and kind and often
even funny. But somehow, his personality always got lost
somewhere between his heart and his mouth and he found himself
saying the wrong thing, or more often, nothing at all.
A funny thing happens when you miss
someone badly enough. I can be in a room full of friendly faces,
surrounded by laughter and celebration, but to me, it’s all
just light and noise. I’ll smile and make small talk, but
it’s all a performance. The truth is, I’m someplace
else with you.
People always say that, when you love someone, nothing in the
world matters. But that’s not true, is it? You know, and
I know, that when you love someone, everything in the world
matters a little bit more.
ofc everything isn't okay but when is it ever? just because i have
issues to deal with doesn't mean i'm going to deny myself small
pleasures or amazing moods at 4am, i LOVE being happy and I'm gonna
grab as much laughter as i can 😅😜