She love the small gap between his teeth
It was her favorite thing about him,
How he whispers when he confess
Still electrify her like a mess
Those curly hair she likes to play with
Those tedious nights of work
Dissolved when he came along
Planting small burning kisses on her cheeks
She missed those days
Ringing bells and chimes.
But gone is gone
They will never have time
.
Her frickles where his favorite thing about her
How she likes to play with her hair when she's nervous
Blinking twice when she's lying
But he hates all the fighting
All the work was all on him
Gifts, roses, and shiny rings
She has never given him anything
Even a pat in the back saying she loves him
None of that matters now
No more skipping rocks on lakes
She was his first love
But also his biggest mistake.
