This Week

This was written when i was wondering is my ex was alive when he went to schoolies

It's been a week. You must be wondering what I sound like. You must be wondering what I look like. You must be wondering what it is like to get my kisses. You must be wondering what it is like to be cuddled by me. Do you miss me as much as I miss you? Do you wish you were with me as much as I wish that? Do you wish that you could cuddle me to sleep each night as much as I  want that? Do you? Are you keeping safe for me? Are you having fun? Are you wondering how I am? Are you wondering if I am happy? Do you wonder if I am crying everynight? Do you wonder if I have nightmares about losing you? Let me describe to you what I look like:I look like a young girl missing her boyfriend. Brown hair, eyes so sad. Face never smiling when I dont think of you. 

I miss you bubby