doesitmeannothingtoyou?
the way you blushed when you said i love you that one first time? and how your
friends pushed our chairs together, so that our shoulders touched? and then
people would try to snipe pictures of us together? the way we totally pretended
to hate when people made kissy noises, when inside our hurts were bursting?
how you laughed at yourself when your voice cracked? and how you always helped
me up when i tripped, because you know i do that a lot? and not to mention when
we would run around trying to get money off of people, so you could buy me an
ice cream? or maybe i could buy you yours? does it mean anything, that i cried
when things started to fall a p a r t? how i swore i'd never love again, when my
heart sank? and especially the way i couldn't look you in the e y e s that night? and
the way my hands shivered when they pressed the keys on my phone? how i was
shaking, as the words raced out of my mouth faster than they came into my
head? because even though, you thought you were the only one hurt, it's
one year later, i'm suffering from three official disorders, i can't say your name
without smiling, and there aren't any words for the sorry i feel when i see you.
+& if i get 50 likes on this, i'll finally admit it to him