Better get my shit packed for Hogwarts the train leaves tomorrow
she loves flowers
The thing is I really loved you,
And I can’t believe I let you go.
I fell so hard and so deep,
I felt your rhythm in my sleep,
And you still make my heart flutter,
And my breath still sighs at your
image, I look up to you and I see
perfection, I see rejection,
But all I want is your arms around
my waist and your handsome smirk
and your mesmeric quirk,
All I need is your innocent touch
tickling my legs and your eyes
and your non-existent lies,
I miss your skin, I miss your hair,
I miss your stare and your way
of keeping me in love.
The only reason is that you’re over us,
And I miss you so much it hurts.
- R.E.P (via down-where-we-grew-lost)