i love how i felt w him, i loved how he kissed me and i loved his smile
i loved the way he would roll his eyes at me when i was messing around and the stupid little bed time stories he would tell me so i could fall asleep
his voice. my god his voice. and the way his body was because i felt comfortable w him.
i love his eyes and looking into them and i swear to god mine were brighter when with him. and i smiled a little bigger and laughed so hard.
i love the way he could make me laugh and made me feel comfortable.
comfortable to be myself and accept me for who i am .
but i hate that it was so easy to fall for him. i hate that it only took two months and that thats all our relationship lasted.
i hate that i was the one to mess it up. i hate that all it took was one time for me not to know how to help him when he needed me .
but most of all i hate that i love him.