Time is never time at all

his eyes aren’t green like yours. both of your hair may be blonde but he wears his long and it waves through my fingertips. my mom loves him like he’s her own, the second he walked in he became part of the family. i keep trying to find the point in all this. he isn’t you. there’s no doubt about that. you can tell by how he’s always laughing. he’s he biggest snuggle bug i’ve ever met, always wanting to keep me as close to him as possible. no matter how warm it is. i think i may finally be over you now. i will always love you, but it’s time to move on to something new. what’s important is he doesn’t sound like you, doesn’t smile at me the way you used to. so this time when i make memories they won’t have your name all over them. when i fall asleep at night it won’t be your fingerprints on my skin.

when your manager checks on you that you’re enjoying your job