Keep Talking Cause I Love To Hear Your Voice

I honestly love this boy, and everything about him. How smart he was, the color of his eyes, the way his nose crinkled when he laughed, even the way he lit up when he talked about small things that made him happy. I miss all of it so much. How he used to hold me, tell me how things were going to be okay, when they really weren't. How he cherished every single part of me. But, I ruined everything.