Say You Love Me

Every now and then I look at the pictures you’ve sent me, like I’m afraid I’ll forget your face. It’s weird when I realize how much time has passed from the moments when I was just beginning to know you. I’d give a lot to go back to those moments and laugh with you. It’s pain and torture not being able to reach you but I deal with it by writing about it. Sometimes I feel silly reading it all because it’s like I can’t decide if I’m handling this well or not at all. All I know for certain is that no amount of time will change the way I feel about you. I can’t even close my eyes without seeing you. I wish you were here. I wish you were here. I wish you were here.