spazzofspades
I'm here without you dear. Bereft. How can I cope my love? How can I remain in my cold bed crying, unable to stop thinking of you, warm and happy in hers? I miss your warm arms around me, your gentle breath tickling my face, the rise and fall of your chest soothing me, lulling me to sleep.
GAHH I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING THAT'S NOT SEXUAL OR HARRY POTTER :( :( :( :(