That night I slept, on your side of the bed, so, it was ready when you got home. We’re like noughts and crosses in that, opposites always attract Always Attract, You Me At Six (via youknownothingofthecrush92)
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
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