as we were walking thru the streets of Hollywood ,melo let go of my hand walked behind me but close to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
we went to the wax museum and melos face finding out all these 'new 'artist to him was the cutes thing ever
we are now in a cafe place with melo sitting infront of me on his phone
i grabbed my backpack and took my journal
i opened to a page that i drew a heart to a broken heart and on the right page i wrote a poem
liking people is weird don't you think
especially if they don't know
you could go to a perfect smile to a fake one
just by that 'one person' you like
i was one of those people
i cried myself ,every time i would see 'that person'
just by seeing them made me sad
my mother once told me
its okay to have feelings but
don't let it get to your head and end up broke
well..
i ended up broken
sadly...apparently its selfish
selfish was what i am
i am selfish to the person i most love
because i don't want to end up being broken
i looked into my lovers eyes
and became more selfish
and more each time
this wasn't good but i loved the feeling of being loved and loving someone so much
that it felt weird they hadn't hurt me
one day i will come back to this and say
"Alissa violet Hamilton you are wrong..you did get hurt
and you cried ...and learned not to be selfish even if its hard"
i looked up to see Melo's beautiful chocolate eyes and see him smile at me and i smiled back
he looked in my selfish eyes
this boy has me selfish for him
especially when he touched me
i am head over heels for this kid
i will do anything to make him
S M I L E his S M I L E was
E V E R Y T H I N G to my selfish eyes
i am I N L O V E with this little boy
i never though i would be this in love
"babe" i heard my lover say
"Amor " "don't ever leave me" as he told me that my heart sunk
what if i never leave him but he leaves me
"i love you to much to leave you"
at this point i wanted to cry no one
and i mean no one
