Thoughts

Want You Back

I remember the times when we used to just sit and talk. There wasn't a worry in the world. You cared for me, I cared for you. You held me in your arms and at that moment, I was the safest I could ever be in my entire life.

I still reach for you.

You didn't care how I looked when I first woke up from a nap. You called me beautiful. You didn't care that I wasn't a size 8, you valued me.

I didn't care that you didn't have a six pack and big ass biceps. I don't want a body builder, I still don't. You were literally perfect to me the way you are. I cherished you.

Now that you're gone, I want you back.

I remember the freckles on your back, and how I would gently run my hands over them while you slept in my lap.

Why did you force me away from you?

(5 Seconds of Summer)