He was like standing in the sun, dancing in the rain, and smiling in the end.
He can turn a frown around with that goofy smile of his. Once you catch his contagious laugh, he'll make you laugh until your sides are sore.
His name is tattooed on your wrist, written in Sharpie on your heart, and replays in your brain.
It would work out... right?
Well maybe not.
Who was he?
He was someone you didn't want to let go of. But you did and you're not sure about him anymore.
He made you unsure already but you didn't want to admit it.
But that's just what he was like.
His name is still on your wrist, written on your heart, and stuck in your brain...
You still have him.
He's still here...
Just not like he was.
