i feel slightly full of something.
or perhaps it's a lack of something else..
it rained on friday.
you kissed me at 2am.
standing under the street light,
the rest of the world asleep,
i don't think it could have been anymore perfect.
it's been seven years since we dated.
who would have thought that after so long,
the light in your eyes still sends a flicker through my heart.
and now i'm not sure what to do with the thoughts that have been dancing around my head all day...
if it's true that you never forget your first love,
then i know my thoughts will always find ways to drift back to you.
i know that despite the differences,
despite the distances we've travelled,
a part of my heart will always be yours.
will always want the best for you.
will always jump at the chance to hug you,
to be near you,
to see you so excited about the things you're passionate about.
and yet,
i know this isn't it.
and that's okay.
what is this, are you some kind of hypnotist?
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