11:14 AM
When someone has been sleeping in your bed and they disappear, how do you get over it.
I come home, look at his side, and get all depressed again. I miss being in his arms.
I thought I was over this, apparently, I'm not.
I come home, look at his side, and get all depressed again. I miss being in his arms.
I thought I was over this, apparently, I'm not.