My heart was wanting him,
But my brain said to let go and forget,
He would never leave my thoughts,
And I couldn’t stand it.
His looks, smiles, laughs, and just the way he was.
Every time his eyes met mine, my stomach dropped, my heart raced, and it felt like the world had stopped, and those times felt so right.
It’s not possible to be perfect, but he was to me.
Why did he leave? I don't know that answer.
I miss just being around him, I wanted there to be more,
But it couldn’t happen, after everything we went through on 6th st.