Honestly, I think I just liked the way you made me feel because a text message doesn’t make me smile like that all that often.
Finding that rhythm that I somehow lose sporadically. Gotta keep them smiles on.
Seeing several shooting stars all in one night and not even bothering to try and wish for the one thing you want because you know that there’s simply no point in even wishing. No matter how many times I try to wish for it, it’s not going to happen for quite a while and that’s if it ever even does.
If it was the other way around and I was the one who went to the Philippines, I would still set at least five minutes aside every single day to Skype with you, call you, email you or whatever it is so you and I can actually talk. It’s already hard enough being in two different time zones. It’s even harder to know that you haven’t even bothered trying to set time aside for us. Not even just a few minutes.
I feel like things I do and the effort I put into everything are never going to be enough. Almost like I’m never going to be talented enough