Failure By Design

i am so scared.
i need to talk to you.
i miss the sound of your voice, and falling asleep to you talkimg to me.

8 months could happen faster, i want to be with you already.

I miss you soooo much.
None of this feels right not talking to you.
It’s been a week.

Please don’t tell me this is really happening once im just starting to figure this all out.
I know if this all happens, I’m going to hurt so bad.
I’m not going to understand what anything really means anymore, and i’m going to hate my life. This is honestly the only thing that actual makes me as happy as i am, makes me relize how good things are and how much things have changed, if i really do lose this, I’m not even going to know who i am anymore.

Right now I have the biggest pit in the bottom of my empty stomach.
I don’t even want to be looking at what im looking at right now.
Hell i don’t even want to understand what’s going on right now.
i feel lost.

Hate hate hate;

Talking about this kind of stuff cause it just turn’s
My whole night into a wreck loose, but we can’t hide from it.
Makes me sick, and upset and ughhhh.
I’m really afraid that all this is just going to change.
I have the biggest pit in my stomach right now.
I really don’t like the fact that i am, i am going to lose you….

Wow this is actually going to suck…
I don’t like not knowing what’s going to happen.

With my luck, thing’s will change.
Fuuuuuuck nerv’s.
Got the biggest pit in my stomach.

The little thing’s that you do, make me relize how much you really do care and love me.
I never want anything or anyone else.

When the night’s over, we can hold the longest kiss.

I wonder if you doubt things…
Makes me nervous when i think that you don’t think
thing’s will end up as we’d hope.