it’s so easy to miss you when you’re gone.
it’s so easy to think of reasons why i’m not good enough.
it’s so easy to have my heart skip a beat when i talk about you.
it’s so easy to become speechless when i say ‘i love you’.
it’s so easy to live for your touch.
it’s so easy to die for your smile.
it’s so easy to laugh when you say you aren’t perfect
but it’s so hard when you think it’s true.
does anyone else realize dogs are the only things that will never speak the same language as you, but let you walk them around, make kissy noises at them, pick them up, follow you around, get yelled at to sit when they have no fucking idea what sit means? my dog is cool.