It's not those,
Those rich deep dark brown eyes,
Or that messy hair,
It's that smile,
And how they would meet up
And align ever so perfectly to the wrinkles by your eyes,
Or how that goofy little laugh of yours,
How I fell for that-
Dreamy look in your eyes,
How you made it look so effortless,
I dream of it,
It's been a year
It's been,
Been,
Been a tough time,
Cause my phone can't seem to stop thinking bout you either,
Auto correcting your name,
It's been,
Been,
Been a tough time,
As if my phone has been telling me,
As if it's tell me I'm crazy,
Crazy for still thinkin about you again,
Or maybe cause I can't seem to forgive you,
Perhaps forgive myself,
The things you said,
Even those that were kind,
Made me realize,
That you weren't so bad after all,
Those words haunt me,
Cause if you believed all those things that you said,
Why didn't you try,
It's been,
Been a tough time cause what you left me with was,
"It's better late than never" -right?