per ☹ fect // zalfie

per ☹ fect

im sorry 

i havent got perfect looks 

i havent got a perfect figure

i havent got a perfect laugh 

i cant make you smile, like somebody else can 

i go shy when you touch my hand 

its silly to say 

but even though you have broke my heart 

i still want you in mine

3 weeks later, Alfie had gone to american without a goodbye. I had left italia high with my 3 a-levels and now living in a tiny flat with Joe just a half an hour from our granddparents. I inclosed myself from Louise,Finn,Marcus,Niamo only mumbling a few words to Joe before collasping onto the floor crying about Alfie. 

He had forgotten about me the moment he stepped off that plane in America. 

I still had his number on my phone, my finger itching to press call. 

Alfie Deyes will always be in my heart