I have this song
And it makes me sad
I think of you
And I know your dead
But still
I think of you
A faded image of
Straight black hair
Piercing brown eyes
A mischievous smile
Dark blue slippers
Pen marks on your hand
And a handmade satchel strewn across your shoulder
But it’s your smile
Your gorgeous heart pounding
Smile
It was so unbelievably infectious
**** you
:(


(Tear drops aren’t much use
When the boy who stole your heart is only but a memory, fading into lose
Forgotten parts. Which is why I write of you. Its the least I can do.)