──── ;;✦i still remember the third of december, me in your sweater
you said it looked better on me than it did you.
only if you knew how much I liked you
but I watch your eyes as she
walks by
what a sight for sore eyes
brighter than the blue sky
she's got you mesmerised while I die
why would you ever kiss me?
i'm not even half as pretty
you gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
but you like her better
wish I were Heather.↴๑ೃ୭̥
tqm <33