i didnt realize
how pretty your eyes were
or how i liked how you look with braces
or how i liked your laugh
or how i liked your music
until you became friends with her
i got jealous
and i didnt want to get in the way
i wanted to crawl up
i wanted to leave you alone
i wanted you to miss me
until you didnt
it was weird
because we were both fine
we were still living
we didnt care
we ceased to exist
until december came
we talked a little
you told me you thought you liked her
because she was simple
she liked sunsets
and good music
i started to realize
i needed you to make me laugh
to make me happy
to make my mornings better
to make me feel like i could breathe
i guess i understand
because
i am simple
but i like sun rises
and i like croutons
and i listen to all kinds of music
i told you i missed you
and i liked you
but you wont realize
how pretty my eyes are
or how you like my smile
or how you like my laugh
or how you like my music
or how you miss me {m.s}
