i stay up late thinking about you. i think about your laugh, your smile, the way you light up while talking about something you love. i wish for just one more night that i could have held you close to me.
it hurts like hell thinking that you are someone else's now. knowing that i'll never have you back. wondering.
wondering if you ever truly liked me back, or did you just need someone to call yours. i wonder if i ever had an impact on you like the way you did on me.
i stay up and think. your perfect.
YOU ARE READING
how much i love you
Short Storya bunch of different stories that couldn't make it into a full book :)
