I
want
him
back,
oh so badly.
I miss his arms around me and
how much bigger his hand was compared mine
when we held hands. I miss his laugh; his
hugs; the way he unexpectedly came
up
from behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my check.
Watching the sunset together, just happy
to be in each others arms. Fuzzlies.
All our inside jokes that made us laugh for hours. I miss
riding his skateboard,
& wearing that hat. Our favorite song blasting through his
headphones that hung
around my neck (before you put them on her and she
ruined them). I miss him
walking me to class even when that boy knew he would be late to
his own. I loved
the way he made by day, just by smiling. But now,
I look at that heartbreaker and
c r y .
Thinking about the old days makes
me break down. Hearing what they did
together makes me wanna throw up, just as much as having to
walk right past him
without getting as much as a glance. he makes me bipolar. Sometimes I wanna
kiss him, others i wanna kill him. It's insane, I
know it is. But I just can't get
over
the
memories, and most importantly,
him.