(could you feel it too? each last part of me, poured into the smile i handed over to you. because i don't know how to speak around you, so i figured everything else would just have to do.)
to tell you the honest truth, i'd give anything to sit and be quiet with you.
oh dear lord, i'm in deep. i think about him way too often. he's so lovely and adfljk; sometimes we get along so well and laugh and talk and then other times i forget that words exist. boys make things complicated.