Escape.

Ever since that one night, I can’t stop thinking about it. It keeps replaying in my head and Im enjoying everything about it. I shouldn’t be doing this to myself though.As right as it feels, it’s also wrong. I hate how I’m willing to let you back in so easily, I need to put my walls back up but is it even possible ? I’ve already let you in. You seriously know everything there is to know about me, and as cliche/corny as this may sound you know things that I don’t even know about myself. I’m not ready to let you go, it’s just something I refuse to do. I’ve been going out,doing my own thing lately and I know you have to, but still I miss those nights when we would just go home together and lay in bed to relax. It still doesn’t feel right sleeping without you, but it’s something I need to adjust to. I don’t just miss the things we used to do together, I miss every little thing about you even your snoring when we sleep. *sighhh. I’ve got to get it together.