Texts.

My phone is filled with your texts and only yours. When other people text me, I delete it right after. But I always save yours. I love rereading them too. They make me smile and laugh. I love it when I get a text from you. It’s like nothing else matters, but I hate deleting your texts when my inbox gets full, it makes me feel like i’m deleting everything. I think it’s so silly how I cherish your texts so much, maybe it’s cause I’m afraid one day you won’t text me anymore and it’s all I’ll have to remember you.