I met you about three years ago, almost four by now wow. We broke up almost a year ago already, and to be honest i still can’t forget a thing about you. Bowling and me totally winning the entire game. Oh wait i forgot that was you, but it was me that got your number on my blue juke.
Hours on top or hours on the phone, learning to spell new words that to this day i still remember how to spell. Bracelets that i could never ever keep were always the sweetest way that you showed affection for me, that i took for granted things i miss now. The number of roses for how long we’d been together that i had planned to hang on my walls to cover the room i no longer even lived in with your love.
As long as i’ve had to find myself i seem to always want to find you. I can still look back and remember you staying in my room when i was 15 to help me get to sleep and as soon as i was sleeping you were gone, but you’d always be there at 6:30 to bring me to school. How on earth would anyone think you didn’t love me is now completely beyond me. I never deserved you ever. I wish i did, i wish i saw, i wish i didn’t still cry about you.
He lays down there beside her till her eyes are finally closed just watching her it breaks his heart cause he already knows, it won’t be like this for long. I can still remember you staying up all night because you already knew it wouldn’t.
I really won’t ever stop loving you, but that’s okay.