“It’s a habit that I always have your name on the tip of my tongue”
Sounds like a loser huh? Depending on one person so much. His presence is as important as air. The crucial thing to keep me alive. Sometimes i look at him & i just want to cry. Is like the thought of him ever leaving me can kill me. Sometimes i really think i am crazy. Crying over thoughts/ wild imagination. Maybe is just my period. Maybe because i have never felt like that towards a person before. Maybe because i don't even know how to love myself so i will never feel that anyone would love me. I loathe myself a little too often is becoming a habit.
