I don’t know how else to say that I just want you to be happy. Don’t you get how badly I want that? I never ever ever ever meant to hurt you. Just please be fucking happy.
I just wish you were here. That’s all I know. Just right here. I don’t know beyond that. The talking, the thinking, the opinions, the things, the routine. None of that is more prevalent than just wanting to feel your skin against mine.