You know the act of forgetting someone is so strange. It’s like you forget the small details…voice, smell, appearance but the presence of the person just lingers around you all the time. I don’t know how to describe it, and I don’t think any single word could convey what it feels like.
I want to moan and writhe with you and I want to go up to you and kiss your mouth and pull you to me and say ‘I love you I love you I love you’ while stripping. I want you so bad it stings.
Bret Easton Ellis, The Rules of Attraction (via neopiacentral)