and when he was an inch from my face...
my heart jumped into my throat. and i stopped breathing i honestly have absolutely no idea what he said, because i was lost in my confusion, or his eyes, i’m not exactly sure.
the more i see, the less i know
it’s father’s day. i hate this holiday. so i’ll think about other things to keep my mind away from inevitable sadness… and i can’t stop thinking about him. this is strange. for me anyway… ugh ugh ugh