I love a boy
And no one knows.
He has bright grey eyes
And shiney auburn hair.
His smile lights up the room the moment he steps inside
One day i told him how i felt,
Only i didn't tell him the entire truth.
I told him that i liked him,
Because liking someone and loving someone is the same... right?
Wrong.
He liked me and i loved him.
We spent six months talking
And two weeks together.
He wanted to be friends
I knew he didnt love me
He knew i liked him
Because six months isn't that long , right?
Wrong.
We had forever within a numbered days,
At least that's how it felt to me.
And i would spend forever with him again.
People have baggage
and skeletons in closets.
I didn't know how much baggage,
How many skeletons
This boy had.
He wasn't a bad person, or friend even.
He was hurt,
I understood that.
He hurt me.
I don't hate him.
I love him.
I love his bright beautiful eyes
His soft auburn hair
His alluring smile
His contagious laugh
His outgoing personality
He told me,
" if we had met last year, everything would be different"
I told him,
"I only regret not talking to you when i had the chance"
