martes, 27 de mayo de 2014

27/05/14 casi un año después

It’s 3:47am and I miss you just like I did last week at 2:15 in the afternoon when I remembered the last time you told me you wanted me and you meant it. It’s 3:47am and I should be sleeping but all I can think about is how you used to smile at me and told me I was beautiful and the way you held me tight and said you would never let me go but I guess things change and people move on and now you’re sleeping and I’m lying awake thinking about you.