(LOL)
I shouldn’t bother thinking of you anymore. The silly thing is, I barely think of you. You only to come mind when I feel alone. I picture you sitting next to me, and how we used to be.
I don’t remember all the pain you put me through and I can’t see the tears that formed multiple times throughout the relationship. I only see us, looking at the stars. Just the moon, you and me.
I try not to fall asleep, because you smells good and I don’t want to close my eyes and dream of something else. But eventually, I have to. My lids are too heavy to hold up any longer and your body is too warm against mine.
That’s it. That’s all I think about. Because then, being with you wasn’t such a waste of time. Thinking of you only makes me smile because of how ridiculously fun you were to be around.
And it’s a good thing I barely think of you, or else I would be still be crying. And crying just isn’t my style because I'm a guy. A guy shouldn't cry.
