everything reminds me of you.

WHY IS IT THAT EVERYTHING HAS TO REMIND ME OF YOU.
this picture was on some photography site i was going through,
it's so much like your room. well.. how it used to be.

it's the lanterns mostly, and the detail on the ceiling.

i'd be lying if i said i've gone a day without thinking about you..

i wonder what it would be like if you were still here,
if we would still be bestfriends, or if we would've had one of those fights,
that end friendships and tear people apart.

would we be as close?
would we still care about each other?
would it be the same?

i just need to stop.
stop thinking.

why is everything so difficult?

why.

i fucking miss you;