Why do I waste my time on you, every second of everyday I think of you. Your smile, your touch, your lips against mine. I hate thinking about you but at the same time I love it, because I know im wasting my thoughts on you, but it is you and I love you. Your eyes, your hands, the way you make me feel so special with a word, but leave me alone the next.
You were such a bitter sweet hello…..
maybe they dont realize what there doing.