his absence tasted of other boys's lips just because she wanted to forget the taste of you
it sounded of fake laughter with boys who thought she wasn't anything more than pretty
it felt like hands that were too cold and hands that just didn't fit quite right together
it smelled of cigarette smoke on her lips, it smelled of fabric that didn't have his scent anymore.
his absence looked like tear stained cheeks and
red eyes that spoke
no i'm just high, i wasn't crying
red eyes that spoke
i miss you
-just come back, okay?
