I think it’s just that I miss being a part of something. I want to be in a relationship because of the butterflies and awkward silences; for the tentative hand holding the first kisses. I want to be wanted.
It’s probably not healthy but that’s what I want right now. You would easily have me back, I think, but I need to let these feelings past. I need to suck it up. We broke up for a reason and I need to stand by my word. Even if it hurts, it’s for the best.