Dear brain, |
He smiles and then looks away, and you wonder if just maybe, that smile meant something he couldn't say. |
Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can't believe that ours didn't go on forever. |
You're there... I'm here. |
I planned to say all these terrible things to you, |
I wish that you were here, |
Never put a period after |
I never knew what love was, |
The first time I ever saw you, |
Him: You were the one that walked away.. |