My Mine L.H

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She had this hair. It would wrap around my finger so easily. She had this genuine smile that I rarely saw but I'd wait a million years to see it again.

Her eyes were soft and brown much like her skin. She had these lips that just looked so kissable.

I wanted her but she was already taken.

She would flirt with him on a regular basis and every time I looked up I saw his arm behind her. She would be laughing as if she was trying to control it. When she laughs with me she snorts she pulls funny faces and I live for it.

This carried on for a few years college and such as college would. Her friendship grew with me and so did my love for her. She didn't budge but he was a prick. He didn't stick around all the time she needed him. He forgot their anniversaries leaving her in her nicest dresses to cry.

He left her for another girl half her size because he said "She's a 6 and you're a 12".

I was stupid for staying so long. To clean up the messes he made. I was stupid for not telling her earlier. I was stupid for being shy. I was stupid for falling in love at the wrong time.

I'm the stupidest person for coming to her wedding.

It took me three years to get her out of my mind completely. Those curls were always in the back of my head every time I'd see something with the same shade.

I'd cry in the morning because I put too much cream in my coffee and it's beginning to resemble her eyes.

I'd have heartaches because I'd still find her makeup stains on my old hoodies, and it's the biggest bitch to get them out.

I blame myself for waiting. For not making the first move. The only thing I can do now is try my hardest to forget about her.

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