i can’t go back with him and if i do it’ll be in vain
i would love to but it would be selfish

i still love him, whenever i see him i just wanna hug him and say “i’m here, i won’t go”
i wanna kiss him on his cheek and just love him

i think about him every day in the little things and say “i remember when he did that”
i wanna feel that love he gave me too again

i miss our cuddles
our conversations about nothing,
the little explanations of everyday things

i miss making you laugh and smile with me
i miss making you blush with simple kind gestures

we met at the right time and place and yet we were just buds
i want us to grow apart and come together again

i want all of these things and know that it will happen

it won’t happen and yet i fantasise
about us at a party, looking at each other from across the room, slowly getting together like magnets and both realising

“i want to be with you right now”
i want to be with you right now and tomorrow
right now and tomorrow

it’s selfish of me
i want only the best after me
after us
after yesterday

i want to discover more new things about you and you to i
it’s not fair