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I love how your hair smells like strawberries, I love your goofy smile, I love how you try too hard, I love how you need glasses, I love how close you are to me.
I don't want to go on without you, there isn't a day I don't think about you.
One day you're going to marry some lucky little lady, I envy her. She'll get you, forever. We weren't meant to be together but, I did and always will love you.
You make me go; sdjfhjfhgdsfg.
My heart races. My palms get sweaty.
When we're on the phone, I'm controlled by my hormones.
Maybe I can’t sing or dance and maybe I don’t have the cutest laugh.
Maybe I’m indecisive, I don’t know!
Maybe I don’t get it right on the first try but I can guarantee ill try again, maybe I think I can’t but I know I will.
Maybe I smell maybe I yell and maybe sometime I don’t look my best, but I know imperfection is perfection.
Maybe I should just forget the rest.
They say you never know what you have until it’s gone, and baby when you left that hit me in the face like the fallen rain from a car passing by as I stand on the curbside of life.  

You left me with nothing, nothing but everything. Everything I wish I had said or shown.

I look at the pictures and think of the memories of how the ocean smelled and the way your cheeks brightened. We were Romeo and Juliet and we forgot our lines, but this show must go on.

Do you ever think about me? I want you so badly. Weren’t we the ones that were meant to be? Do I sound crazy? Maybe it’s because I love the way the sun shines on your face and the way you embrace.  

Kiss me under the moonlight, twirl me onto the dancefloor, hold me in the ocean. I cant control these emotions, I beg, I plead.

*Why don’t you love me?

— The End —