my thoughts

call him soft

quiet

sad

distant

shy or even angry

to him what you think means nothing to him. BUT don't be surprised if you see him laughing at you for noticing that you were that person who fell on your face first going up the stairs. He whispers to me, the words he loves to say, he says with meaning.

i love you

gentle heart

sometimes im scared of hurting you feelings, you mean so much to me.

those eyes, the eyes that see through me, and understands.

your breathing soothes me, i miss your presence of being here beside me.

i know its hard for you to know all the things i did before,

your trying to accept, trust, and grow as a person.

always n forever.

its not that youll never understand

it takes time and days, ill be patient and attentive.

faith

it concerns me that you never stop to think about yourself, your always thinking about me.

im not far, even if im a mile of three away.

where do you keep me when im not here beside you.

its a complicated situation, but im here ready to listen, just talk to me,

im not judging

see these hands, the hands you hold on to

reminding me that nobody else can bring happiness to my heart

words are very limited, its inside thats all i know, its unexplainable.

can you feel it?

its just one of those things you cant describe

we'll grow up and see what the world will hold for us.

hold my hand and ill help you

no matter what it is, through the present and future.

they say we're too young to feel this way.

you tell me all the things you feel about us, the future, and now

the times we spent together, the days we linger to, the conversations we had.

i can always depend on you

pink bag

pills

thank you

i love you