rachana rajan <3

I make up fake scenarios in my head.

Cry and listen to music.

Till I fall asleep.

The world is so quiet at this time.

Not a deafening quiet.

More like a peaceful lull that lets my mind wander.

I’ve even thought of what to do if in case Ginny cheats on me.

Welcome to the mind of an overthinker.

I like to mentally prepare myself always.

Before doing something.

I think of the worst case scenarios.

The best case scenarios.

And everything in between.

I miss her so much.

I just can’t.

All I want to do is sit on her lap and rest my head on her chest.

I ache.

My heart, my lower jaw, hands, rib cage and every other possible place.

You name it.

It pulls and feels like.

Something that belongs with it is missing and it just cannot function without it.

That’s Ginny.

I want to hug her.

All the time.

That’s the way it’s supposed to be.

It should be.

I don’t function properly when I don’t.

I mean.

I do function.

But do I really though?