My classmates threw a party that I showed my face at.
The reality is that all it did was make me miss her.
I want to be the kind of girlfriend that introduces her to all my friends, bring her to the party, grinds with her like we're in our own world, and finishes that off at home.
I miss the way my hand finds home on the small of your back.
Song after song, I was like "if only she was here."
So I cried.
That's what my feel your feelings TWLOHA folks would applaud. I cried hard. Because I do love her and I do miss her.
I just don't miss feeling like I'm on an emotional roller coaster. I don't miss feeling inadequate.
So instead, I'll just feel sad tonight.
Mourning don't last always and morning is just a few hours away.
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