It's not often I think about you these days or the way your eyes drew me in every time. I don't like to think how your birthday is in 2 months and I'm going to pretend i forgot.
It's not often I think about the way you used to kiss every part of my body playfully. I don't like to think about the way your fingers felt in my hair.
Can I just take a minute to vent?
It was one of those days where I thought about how much fun and how many experiences we could have had. The day where I wondered if you're smiling at some cute girl the way you used to smile at me.
It was one of those days where I realized you didn't smile with me the same way I smiled when I was with you. That my thoughts were always more expansive and wider than yours when it came to us.
Can I just take a minute to vent?
It's not often I think about you these days... But something in the weather has me missing the Carolina's and wondering how you sleep at night.
Something has me wondering if you ever stay up a little later than usual and think about what could have happened if you had stopped wondering about the "what ifs..."
But don't worry... I just needed to vent for a minute.