I'm not moving on but I'm letting you do your own thing. I may not be talking to you at the moment, believe me it's a huge pain trying not to reach out to you.
but if you would call or message me, I will respond in a heartbeat, I'll drop everything and listen to you.
I may not greet you in the morning or text you good night, but heaven knows you're the first person I think of as soon as I open my eyes and the very last person on my mind before I sleep.
right now I'm just focusing on myself, dealing with my own shits (excuse my language), but I can't deny that I'm missing you so bad, I'm missing our random talks, I'm missing all those funny reels we used to share with each other, I'm missing your quirks, and even your corniest-dirtiest jokes you love to throw every now and then.
I wish I could talk to you but I know I shouldn't because I know my worth, at least I try to.
you will always be my favorite not-my-type person in my life, the door will remain open for you and you should know that 💛
