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I just want they boyfriend i used to have back. i miss when he actually listened to me and cared about what i thought and wasn’t “too tired” to discuss things over text messages and yet completely awake to party. i miss the one who told me the truth and didn’t always avoid telling me things. the one that i could talk to for hours because we were best friends. the person who wasn’t a heartless frat boy and the one that loved me no matter what. i miss when he was always there for me and now im lucky to get a reply within an hour on a weekend night. the one who took me out in some way every weekend but now he can only see me if theres time. the one that meant love when he said i love you. as much as i hate yo admit it, you have changed. i wish you could come back and realize that you are hurting me.