Saw you talking with her today.
She made you laugh.
What can I do to make you smile at me like that? Be funny? Do you want me to act stupid infront of you?
I'd do it if, I can just see that smile again.
I feel jealous as to what she can do to make you happy.
Can't I make you happy?
Why do you have to be serious?
I miss the old you. The care free and happy go lucky you. Not the serious and cold you.
The real you. The old Mikhael Montenegro, I fell inlove with.
YOU ARE READING
All In My Head
Teen Fiction"Michelle?" "Hmmm?" "How many stars do I need to be happy?" I looked at her and waited for her answer, she faced me with a confused expression. "I don't know, you haven't told me?" It came out more of a question than a statement. "I only need you...
