I still think about that girl
every once in a while.
I think about her long black hair,
I think about her cat like smile,
I think about those long,
late nights, when we would just drive around for hours.
I think about a lot of things,
and some days
I can tell that I miss her....
But then I think about all those times when she never felt the same
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
I still think about that girl
every once in a while.
I think about her long black hair,
I think about her cat like smile,
I think about those long,
late nights, when we would just drive around for hours.
I think about a lot of things,
and some days
I can tell that I miss her....
But then I think about all those times when she never felt the same
"and she's trying to sleep it off
with her head on my shoulder"
