(could you feel it too?
each last part of me,
poured into the smile
i handed over to you.
because i don't know how
to speak around you,
so i figured everything else
would just have to do.)
to tell you the honest truth,
i'd give anything to sit
and be quiet with you.
oh dear lord, i'm in deep. i think about him way too often. he's so lovely and adfljk;
sometimes we get along so well and laugh and talk and then other times i forget that words exist. boys make things complicated.