i look for you in everyone I meet and maybe thats why I can't move on. the guy in my third period class has your dimples and I swear the guy down the hall wears your colonge. and honestly I can't help but feel feverish whenever I spot the silhouette of that one guy on the first floor because if I squint a little, and in the right light, his hair is almost the same as yours and sometimes, almost is enough to get my heart racing. I know I'm supposed to forget you and i know i'm supposed to move on. but I also know that I'm not supposed to stay up this late crying. and I know I shouldn't be drinking. and I definitely should be doing my schoolwork. but that doesn't change the fact that it's 2 in the morning and an empty bottle is sitting where my textbooks should be.& tomorrow, I'll be in class sitting next to a boy whose eyes crinkle when he laughs, just like yours.