I miss how we would sit at the tennis courts and have a silent, awkward moment because we both knew what was up, but didn't know how to tell each other. All we could do is smile and laugh. The way you smiled at me, and gave me that "damn your cute" face made me blush all the time.
The look you only gave me. And you told me this.
I miss the way you would hold my hand. It gave me the feeling that you didn't want to let go, but hold me closer. The way you tickled my palms and kissed my hand every time we would walk together. How we would compare hand sizes and you would make fun of me because my hands are so small compared to yours.
The hands only I get to hold. And you told me this.
I miss the way you would hug me. The way you wrapped your arms around me so tight told me you didn't want to let go and what you needed. Hugging you was the best feeling because I knew you would be there to hug me away from fear, fights with my parents, school, and everything else you would be there with your arms wide open to let me know that everything will be okay baby i'm here now. When things needed to get better it was just by a simple touch.
The hugs only I get to have. And you told me this.
I miss the way you kissed me. Your soft lips onto mine made all the pain go away. The way you would put your finger onto my lips and just shut me up with a kiss. Our little cheesy kiss we have where I kiss you on the cheek then you kiss me on mine then my nose and forehead then lips. It was just one kiss to make everything better.
The kisses only I get to have. And you told me this.
What I hated/hating.
I hated that we broke up for something so stupid and it could have been fixable if you weren't all about yourself and actually THINK do you really want to end this. Then the rumors, the lies, that I heard and not so sure if it was true, but I couldn't let myself fall for any of it. When you told me it wasn't true I still wanted to try to work things out. I didn't care if we weren't together just as long as I got to kiss you, hold you. And how stupid me to let myself do that because you continue/continued to lie to me. Now I know better. I just hate how your so full of yourself and I am jealous that all these girls are on your dick. But shit I didn't think you would be that stupid to talk to all of them and wonder why maybe it is to see who can win your heart and who wants you more. I am pretty sure that is what you're doing. I hate that you do miss me, and you are sad and you want to hold my hand and this and that. Because I want you miss all those things, but what I don't need you to do is play with my heart.
But what I hated/hating most.
Realizing that the way you smile, look, talk, laugh, is being shared with other girls.
That is why I am having a difficult time trying to forget what we had.
The hands only I get to hold. And you told me this.
I miss the way you would hug me. The way you wrapped your arms around me so tight told me you didn't want to let go and what you needed. Hugging you was the best feeling because I knew you would be there to hug me away from fear, fights with my parents, school, and everything else you would be there with your arms wide open to let me know that everything will be okay baby i'm here now. When things needed to get better it was just by a simple touch.
The hugs only I get to have. And you told me this.
I miss the way you kissed me. Your soft lips onto mine made all the pain go away. The way you would put your finger onto my lips and just shut me up with a kiss. Our little cheesy kiss we have where I kiss you on the cheek then you kiss me on mine then my nose and forehead then lips. It was just one kiss to make everything better.
The kisses only I get to have. And you told me this.
What I hated/hating.
I hated that we broke up for something so stupid and it could have been fixable if you weren't all about yourself and actually THINK do you really want to end this. Then the rumors, the lies, that I heard and not so sure if it was true, but I couldn't let myself fall for any of it. When you told me it wasn't true I still wanted to try to work things out. I didn't care if we weren't together just as long as I got to kiss you, hold you. And how stupid me to let myself do that because you continue/continued to lie to me. Now I know better. I just hate how your so full of yourself and I am jealous that all these girls are on your dick. But shit I didn't think you would be that stupid to talk to all of them and wonder why maybe it is to see who can win your heart and who wants you more. I am pretty sure that is what you're doing. I hate that you do miss me, and you are sad and you want to hold my hand and this and that. Because I want you miss all those things, but what I don't need you to do is play with my heart.
But what I hated/hating most.
Realizing that the way you smile, look, talk, laugh, is being shared with other girls.
That is why I am having a difficult time trying to forget what we had.
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