chapter one.
sometimes I think of your smile,
and how it made me happy.
sometimes I think about your eye,
and how green they are.
sometimes I think of your laugh,
and how it made me laugh.
sometimes I think of your tattoos,
and wish you could explain them to me.
sometimes I think of your voice,
and wish it would put me to sleep.
sometimes I think about your hands,
and if they would perfectly fit into mine.
sometimes I think about you jokes,
and how I would laugh to make you happy.
sometimes I just think about you,
and if you would notice me how life would be.
