I felt so incredibly alone after your house.It’s mother’s day and all my family is together and i was at work,so i came home to an empty house.I usually never feel like this.I just sat downstairs and watched Food Network.I really miss you.I fucking hate saying it,but seeing you the other day just gave hope.Ridiculous hope.Hope that i shouldn’t feel but something deep down tells me you miss me too.I don’t wanna do it again.But i wanna do it again.Bad feelings arousing again.When everyone got home I went in bed with my mom and just hugged her.She told me she wished we could do this all night because I never do.I’m not an affectionate person,and i know this.It’s a terrible trait,i just can’t force myself to do it.But when i do,i really mean it.I want to see you.I want to hug you and i want to kiss you.I shouldn’t be saying this.I think i’ll try and rest. ‘You’ are different peoples.That’d be weird Haaaaah