My favorite pass time is sitting with you
Preferably outside, on the grass
While you count my freckles and tell me how pretty you think I am
As I blush and wonder how I got so ******* lucky to have you.
I love everything about you
The sun shines down when you smile
And I swear everything disappears when you look at me.
Your eyes share a complex pattern with each other and a melt a color that reminds me of coffee beans
While your freckles cover your face making me wonder how someone can be so cute
Y’all don’t understand how beautiful he is
A question I ask myself a lot.
I wonder as if love is real but in actuality I’m just wondering if love can last
Because whether I admit it or not I sure as **** know what love feels like
I want someone to love me that will last
I’m sorry I disappointed you.
I never meant for you to find out
Or atleast get it confirmed enough to confront me about it.
I know she means a lot to you.
And I’m sorry that my opinions don’t line up with yours.
I wish she didn’t bother me but she does
:/ :/ :/
I live to make people happy.
To make my loved ones flash smile,
To be a little light in all the darkness.
To make them feel like there’s someone there to help them push the rock that’s crushing them between a hard place.
But lately I seem as though I have failed and it kills me.
I feel like I have let them down as a friend, to see them hurting and not be able to help.
But I guess sometimes I can’t always make everything better, I can’t make everyone happy.
A part of life is going through chapters of **** and all I can do is walk by their side through it.
To my dear friend who feels the same
I’m sick of being cold all the time
And feeling like there’s no one around me.
Every day I notice more and more how we’re all growing a part and we all talk a little less.
I want to fix things
I just don’t know how
Or if there’s even something there to fix.
Maybe it’s all in my head
Or atleast I hope it is.
I’m just counting down the days for summer to start, because maybe then things will start feeling normal again.
i miss everyone
You’re the type of person to be the reason my eyes are filled with tears
And tell me I’m pretty when I cry.