It’s one of those moments where my mind won’t stop running back to you and the worst part is knowing I can’t reach out because it feels like you wouldn’t want me to. Even if I swallowed my pride, it still feels like I’d be crossing a line.
The past few days have been off. I end up replaying our memories and wonder if the universe would ever give us one chance to rewind. Maybe then I would’ve held you tighter or stayed in those small moments a little longer.
It’s been off in a way that reminds me of how I used to run to you when everything felt too much. You always had a way of grounding me and as weird as it is, you understood me in a way no one else did. And that’s where I fall back into needing you.