I love the way he looks when he’s excited, I love the way his eyes smile, I love the way he talks with confidence, I love the way he makes me feel when Im sad, I love the way he makes me laugh when Im down, I love his voice whenever he tries to sing, I love how he tries to cheer me up…
I hate it that I love so many things about him, and now that he’s gone, I hate it that I still long to love what I just lost…
Friends, sorry for the mess, I am picking up the pieces, let me be whole again…my heart will make it…
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