'Cause it's been ten days without you in my reach, and the only time I've touched you is in my sleep.

try to keep warm. try to keep awake. try to keep happy. try to keep occupied.


tomorrow' s kind of an important day. well, at least it is to me. he might not have a clue, but that doesn't even make me sad. maybe if i didn't miss him so much it would, i don't know. i guess three months isn't that long anyway. only what? 90-ish days? i could spend so much time with him that 90 days doesn't seem like anything. so much has happened since october. i can't even remember the person that i used to be.