Maybe if I hadn't fucked up I would still be with you. I miss everything that has to begin with you. You laugh, smile, eyes, ugly hair. I miss seeing you almost everyday even though you didn't come to school, I miss staying out late with you, when I'm cold you'd hug me tight to keep me warm, I miss your kisses and the cute faces you make. There's just so much more that I love about you. You may have treated me like shit and people may have told me that there was someone else, but if I hadn't believed it and fucked up, I would still have you.









