Minutes go by,
Hours go by,
Days go by,
and there is not one moment when I don't miss you.
No,
I miss the old you.
The one that holds my hand,
and not my heart.
The one that laughs with me,
instead of at me.
The one that only had one girl on his mind,
and that one girl was me.
Someday,
if it were ever possible,
I want to meet the old you,
and teach you how to stay...
The old you.
The much simpler times. The kinder times. The loving times.
I want to go there.
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
Minutes go by,
Hours go by,
Days go by,
and there is not one moment when I don't miss you.
No,
I miss the old you.
The one that holds my hand,
and not my heart.
The one that laughs with me,
instead of at me.
The one that only had one girl on his mind,
and that one girl was me.
Someday,
if it were ever possible,
I want to meet the old you,
and teach you how to stay...
The old you.
The much simpler times. The kinder times. The loving times.
I want to go there.
