Remember what it feels like. All of those times in school when you see him standing down the hall and you cannot breathe until you’re with him. Or those times in class when you-you can’t stop looking at the clock because you know that he’s standing right out there waiting for you. Don’t you remember what that’s like?
O k a y ? Don’t listen to it.
I just.. I swear to God, it literally makes me want to s c r e a m !
You killed her