Sad Dream

I haven’t stopped thinking about you. It’s awful to admit. A part of me will always be missing.

Here we are again, looking like a couple that hates each other. We used to joke about how miserable it must be to fight in public with your significant other. We looked at couples and bragged about how much better we were than them. Now, we are the couple that looks miserable on the metro. We argue in public. People see. It’s so fucking sad dude.