baileys person writes

After we said our goodbyes and I drove away, tears rolled down my face and I bit the inside of my lip in an attempt to keep from audibly sobbing. I stared blankly out the window with tears rolling down my face, watching the sun dip behind the mountains and turn the sky a soft shade of pink, much like the color of my cheeks when you kiss me… And all I could think was that I should have kissed you longer.
—  Back To Reality; What Comes After Goodbye