another thing about being back is the naggings are back. and my parents still haven't grown out of it obviously. ) :
i remember how you would make me feel better each time after each nagging. how you would be the first person i'd call. we would talk late every night. how i'd fall asleep to you on the other end of the phone. how we'd text all the time but never run out of things to say to each other.
there's just some stuff that can't be erased. but these are my past which i'm so over. moved on long ago.
and these stuff should never be compared. right? i hate myself. ttm.
wads the point of staring at my screen for a convo that will probably not pop up. or at my phone for a text that will probably not come.