#perefction

Maybe it was the way you hugged me, or kissed me, the way you held me. Maybe it was your scent or your stupid laugh. Maybe it was the way you sang to me, even though you sucked but, it’s on repeat in my head and I don’t mind. Maybe it was those freckles that looked like constellations on your soft face, or your thin lips that you absolutely hated; I loved them. Maybe it was that grumpy face when we had to wake up early. Maybe it was you, you as a whole.

God, I wish you were still mine.

Groovy Roses: Hollow