I’ve stopped expecting your calls and texts. I still have my moments though.
When I’m walking home alone and the air fills the spaces between my fingers where yours used to fit nicely. I catch myself, quite often I might add, thinking about your arms wrapped around my shoulders tightly and the way you needed to lower yourself just to give me a proper kiss.
I’ve stopped expecting a lot from you, but that doesn’t mean I’m not hoping you might be thinking of me too."
- (via thesadsideoflove)