Ok, so last night, I tried to remember his voice. Instead, I got a bunch of memories about the person I liked for two fucking years and it made me fucking sad.
I remember his laugh, the easy his eyes crinkled when he laughed, the colour. I remember the placement of all the freckles on his face, and how he looked so damn good with his new haircut, and how he would always put his arm on the seat and it would look like his arm was around me. I remember the look he would give me when he was concerned, and the way he acted around me. I remember everything I thought I would forget when he stopped talking to me, and I hoped I would forget and move on, and I have, kinda. I still think of him, and the way his laugh sounded, or his voice and every little thing about him, and I want it to stop. I don't want to like Alex anymore. I don't want it.
Of course, hunter tried to distract me by asking to tell me what I noticed about him. All the little things I notice about him.
I notice how his eyes look blue and yellow in the sun but grey in camera, I notice when he's nervous about breaking my boundaries, even when I don't notice them. I notice how when he laughs, he smiled perfectly and it's so cute. I notice that after his shower, he looks so fucking hot, and how he likes getting pictures after shower (only hair like usual). I notice how he acts around certain people, and how he's always exited and happy to be around me. I notice every little thing and I know it's going to hurt me, but I don't give a fuck.
I don't give a fuck if I hurt myself again, it already happened, whats wrong with it happening again? I'm happy. Does this make me selfish?
Who cares if it does. Not me
