i miss the lips that made me fly.
I need to know if you’re still talking to her. I’m trying to erase you, but I can’t seem to succeed. I’m failing. I’m not supposed to think about you. Your smile, your laugh, the way you make me laugh… I can’t stop. I hate this feeling. I hate having to face that you like her so much more than you liked me. I’m 14 again and I feel a temper tantrum coming. Help me. Please…
i need to leave you alone. but we both know that i’m not that strong.
