I cannot imagine you are the type of person that thinks deeply into things, I like to think I might be able to show you how
AnonymousI remember thinking you had such a beautiful soul & I loved the way your skin felt. I remember riding in your car wishing I knew how to drive stick. I remember you walked to my house and I made you lunch. I remember I would cry because I thought I was ugly & you kissed my eyelids. I remember sitting on the bridge at alborlin and wondering why in the world would someone like you want someone like me. I remember hating myself for making you cry and I don’t think I will ever learn to forgive myself for hurting you so badly. I like the way your hands feel on my stomach and how I feel sexy in your messy room with only the tv on. I like the way you give me hickeys. I like the way you kiss my ear & don’t mind that I smoke. I like to think nobody has ever really listened to what you had to say before.
