Sometimes i want to go back
to the care free summer days
of falling in love
before heading to the 8th grade.
Back when we had first met
and i was just begaining to fall
back to when i thought of him
and that was pretty much all.
Back to when i'd pour my heart out
and still leave him nameless
hoping he'd never know
hopeing i'd never have to confess
I even miss getting hurt
and i miss feeling for him
because now that i've gotten older
it just doesnt feel the same.
I dont care anymore when it ends
and i dont understand why
why i dont break down or freak out
why i never cry.
Why the last persont to truely hurt me
never truely understood
and why he never seems to be around
even when i wish he could
Sometimes i want to go back
to when i'd rather cut than laugh
just to feel something diffrent again
to make a diffrent path.
Sometimes i still think about him
and think what could have been
but its been so long ago
and we've both changed so much since then.
Author notes
this is about a boy who changed my life, and he doesnt even know it. We dont talk anymore but i wish we did. He meant everything to me once, and today more than ever i miss him
