you know, all i really want right now is to kiss you all over again in be in your arms. warm me up?
The worst of it all is fighting for something that was bound to hurt you in the end. You try to work it out, you keep hoping that he feels exactly the same way when you know that in the end, he's going to push you away because you really are just. so. far. away. and summer won't be enough to sustain what you have.
But you fight anyway. You assure yourself that if you keep fightng, it will work out, even though you are cleary aware that it really doesn't work and he will probably try to move on as soon as possible. He probably has by now. He could be macking another right now, and the worst thing is you don't really mind it, because he's going to regret it and come back to you.
What a delusion, right? You trick yourself into believing things that shouldn't be believed in, cling on to something that probably wants to be let go. There is so much attachment to the extent that you cannot go to sleep because you miss his heat, his physical form right next to you. You try to smell his scent on your sheets, pretend he was really holding you when you fall asleep. And you wake up, you feel for a pair of hands that will hold your own, wait for a kiss and a smile.
But you wake up alone.