Cause you're the apple to my pie You're the straw to my berry You're the smoke to my high And you're the one I wanna marry

Monday, May 2, 2011

still the same

She’s in her room by herself. She has her iPod in her ears, Playing a song that remind her of him. She thinks back to how everything used to be, Thinks about everything they had. She looks at the pictures of him and her happy together. Tears stream down her face as she realizes. He’s at a park chill with his friend. She keeps crossing his mind. He remembers the time he came here with her, Where he kissed her for the first time. Memories keep flooding back, he go to the place that he and her sat before this he can’t stop thinking about his life and her life He tried to cover it up but Tears started to form. He realizes how much he missed her..