How could I make you understand, if you won't even hear? I miss you. I miss the words you used to say, the stupid local jokes, your kisses and the way you loved me. I love everything about you; the music you like, your hands, your misleading carelessness, the leather jacket...
I feel I lost my heart and it won't grow back. Still, somehow I've moved on, I have new friends I learned new things and sometimes I think I have forgotten all about the way we were. But there are days like this when I remember I don't dream the way I used to, it's been a long time since someone has made me laugh the way you used to, and wonder where you are. Is someone else laughing at your stupid jokes? Is there someone out there mesmerized with your innocence the way I was? I hope so.
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