When I was 16,
I met this boy with beautiful brown eyes.
I'd always thought brown eyes were boring
But the second my eyes met his-
I knew I'd never see something so breath-takingly
Beautiful.
God, was I wrong.
When he smiled, his whole face lit up
And when he got excited about something-
Like sciene, he loved science...-
His already breath taking eyes took on a childlike demeanor and, suddenly,
You were excited too.
He was tall, at least a foot more than my 5'4".
He was just so..lanky?
Easily, he'd pick me up with his arms around my thighs, my face against his back
But I'd laugh, so confident that I was safe with him.
I had so much confidence in him, maybe even more than he has and my god, did he have a lot.
I wish I had been right.
But my confidence was destroyed like my heart.
Four months later, I have to force myself not to show him this, not to text him, not to tell him I miss him..Sometimes I do it anyways.
The first Valentine's Day we had together-
It had also been our last-
We told each other stories
We shared music with one another
We spoke of our theories about the world, about the future
We chainsmoked cigarettes.
His music taste was so unpredictable, god he was so unpredictable.
I have never in my life loved someone the way I did..do..him.
The day he left was the first time I drank until I couldn't remember my own name.
I just wish I'd forgotten his.
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Lost In Myself, Someone Save Me?
Teen FictionSeries of poems written by me, LivingInNeverlandxx. Feel free to give me feedback, negative and positive because I encourage, accept, and embrace any feedback. Sorry about my terrible description, I'm not all that good at these but I'm a pretty grea...
