Thought.is

Funny how you are my first thought in the morning and last thought at night. You are my standards to every guy I meet. I look for you in them. I yearn for your love and how constant you were back then.

I guess this is it, four years ago, you are my new beginning, and today, that beginning already came to its end.

I could have loved myself more than I loved you. I could have spread my wings and fly if I didn’t thought that flying would mean losing you.