I still remember the little things. Like how you looked when you were deep in thought. Or how you laughed. Or how we shared the same weird sense of humor. I could spend all my nights writing about you but no amount of words could describe how you made me feel. It was like a zoo of butterflies erupted in my stomach. But now when I think about what could've been it's like those butterflies turned into bees and are now stinging me. I don't think I was in love with you though.
YOU ARE READING
things i would never say to you
PoetryThis book is all poetry that I relate to, maybe you can relate to some of it too. Most poems are mine but some aren't. These poems aren't all about one person.
