I feel so disconnected from them.
I miss them to death, and I can't bear how little we speak.
Massive bitches withdrawels.
Missing drinks on eachothers verandahs.
Missing coffee dates where our drinks would get cold because we wouldn't stop talking.
Miss driving and having sneaky ciggies in their cars.
Miss knowing if I was ever upset I could just drive to either of their houses for a hug.
Missing coffee dates where our drinks would get cold because we wouldn't stop talking.
Miss driving and having sneaky ciggies in their cars.
Miss knowing if I was ever upset I could just drive to either of their houses for a hug.
Miss just talking to them both non stop every day.
Most of all I miss texting them about nothing.
Absolutely nothing, but just texting for the sake of texting.
It is one of the hardest things about being in London...
being so far from my two best friends.
Have to stop, getting too teary :(
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