Me at 80: QUIET MY PROGRAMS ON!
TV: We now bring you episode 7 of pretty little liars. Season 60
I miss her everyday of course. I miss her little notes she’d write me to wake up to an the way she’s share her cookies with me. I miss how my head for perfectly into her neck or how she never complained if my hands were sweaty. I miss her laugh because it could cute my sadness and her terrible jokes that would make you question her age. I miss her spontaneity and how she’d do stuff without question like shave the side if her head an cut her own fringe and still look perfect. I miss how she’d make her own clothes and still look like a million dollars. I miss how she’d cheer me up even when she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. I miss her awkwardness and how she managed to get stuck in the weirdest situations. I miss her terrible board game skills and her passion about reading. I miss her notebook she carry everywhere that no one would read. I miss her random thoughts that could make you rethink everything. I miss her art that SED never think was good enough. I miss her hm dresses and handmade necklaces. I miss her little poems and midnight messages. I miss the way her eyeliner was always in point and her cute pyjama bottoms. I miss the way I could talk to her for hours and hours about nothing and yet still feel everything. I miss the way she’d bring me Costa if if had a bad day and surprise me with presents whenever she went out. I miss charity shopping with her and going on lunch dates. I miss visiting places an beaches and abandoned villages with her. I miss playing just dance all night and cuddling during movies. I miss how she was there. Always there.
but things are different now, we both want different things and she deserves better. She deserves the world and I couldn’t give it to her. I’m sorry I hurt her but it was for the best.