A song played on the radio
She cried softly

I saw her tears
Fell from her eyes
Down to her cheeks

I collected her broke heart parts
Glued them together with love
Pulled her in my arms
Whispererd in her ear

Do not cry my little girl
Let me change your bad memory
Into a beautiful one.

I like to think of you
little moments
and tiny things
Keep on thinking
so I think again

Laughing and smiling
Walking away
Keeping a good distance
Keeping a good pace

I have a headache
Thoughts are no good
yet not so bad
so maybe I should

A warm hand
A place I like to be
I like to be there only
If you're there with me

There you are in my head
Bursting at the seams
Get out, you funny friend
You devilish fiend

I love to think of you
Little moments
They mean everything
So I keep on thinking
And I think again

i used to send you memes,
it's no longer a habit of my day.
i realized i haven't sent any in a while,
i miss our old ways.

Go ahead
hold me a little longer
than usual.
You say to me,
without using any
words at all,
"it should have been me,
its still me."
Like i don't already see
those sky blue eyes
every time i close my own.
Because we're still holding
on to god knows what.
Because it is you
and it will always be you.

You used to eat all the blue M&Ms in the package last.
Now I eat all the blue ones first to convince myself I’m over you,
Yet every time I do
I only think of you.

I'm tired of being awake
I'm bored with all the entertainment
I'm exhausted with all of this
I just need some sleep is all