Sometimes, I just miss that boy. The one who held my
hand walking down the street; who`s arms I laid in &
never wanted to go away. The one who I talked to for
hours & told pointless stories to. The one who knew
everything about me & liked me anyway. The one who
knew exactly what I was saying even if I didn`t, & helped
me when I had no clue what to do. The one who showed
me what it was like to need someone there. The one who
could only make me cry & hurt me like no other guy could.
Those eyes that said everything, that sense of sarcasm
that was always there; Something is still there; something
that never left me the day that boy broke my heart in two.
<333
hand walking down the street; who`s arms I laid in &
never wanted to go away. The one who I talked to for
hours & told pointless stories to. The one who knew
everything about me & liked me anyway. The one who
knew exactly what I was saying even if I didn`t, & helped
me when I had no clue what to do. The one who showed
me what it was like to need someone there. The one who
could only make me cry & hurt me like no other guy could.
Those eyes that said everything, that sense of sarcasm
that was always there; Something is still there; something
that never left me the day that boy broke my heart in two.
<333
COMMENTS
Comment on awee
Join or login to post comments.