Let me move on.
You stopped texting me for a while and I thought that was it. I felt relieved. I felt that I’m finally making progress trying to move on. I still think of your hugs and kisses everyday, and I want to stop. I’m tired.
I have days to be excited for. I don’t want to spoil this excitement I’m feeling after such a long time. I avoid the places you usually go to because I don’t want to see you. I know that if I see you, I will stop dead in my tracks and I would have to try to get home without making it look like I want to cry.
I don’t want to see you, but your text made me realise how desperately I want to hug you. All because I saw your name in my notifications. I miss the feeling of cuddling you. Remember that one hot day when we were sitting in your balcony and I was sleeping on your chest? That was a very comforting feeling. You did not let me fall asleep though. I wish you had.