dear cynthia,

letters, notes, memos, words, & pictures of the person i am today so that i can look back at the person i was tomorrow.
I still wait for the phone in the middle of the night thinking you might call me, if your dreams don’t turn out right. And it still amazes me that I lie here in the dark wishing you were next to me, with your head against my heart. If you asked me how I’m doing, I’d say just fine, but the truth is, if you could read my mind not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. (via ambivalently) (via finallyseeing) (via lovebot) (via champagne-kisses)