She still is my favourite kind of person.
She still grabs my attention whenever around.
I would do anything if she asked with her puppy dog face.
I think she’s the most beautiful woman who has walked this Earth.
I still smile a little when I see her dimples.
I get hurt by simple things. I get happy by simple things, when it’s all by her.
Just that now, I don’t expect you to do simple things, to come to me, or be with me. Maybe I expect to get a little hurt around you, so every nice thing you do is exemplified. I don’t expect you to want me, and I don’t come to your rescue unless you explicitly ask for it. I realise those boys make you happier than I ever can, and maybe that smile is all I care for, and of course, them dimples!
It doesn’t hurt that bad anymore.
I think I’ve moved on.
Sunshine, I hope you never see this. Ever.
Angel On Earth 