stupid

I miss all the little things.
Like him driving with his hand resting on my knee
and the way we'd share a big gooey ice cream.
But I especially miss the nights in cinema
when he was all around me, the taste, and the scent and the feel of him.
And I'd fall asleep in his arms, with the sound of his heartbeat being the last thing
I heard before going to sleep. I ache with longing.

In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, 

but because you'll never find a girl that can put up with you like I did;

you'll never find a girl who will care as much

as I did, because no one will waste all there love on someone like you, like I did.

Walk home drowning these memories in the rain biting my lip to transfer this pain, 

your gone and I'm still going through withdrawals, 

next time around I'll build a stronger wall. And I wish I saved all the tears,

 I cried for you so I could fucking drown you in them. 

1 have a quotes for you 

"The tough thing about following you heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. 

Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. 

Sometimes your heart cannot take you to places that lead to happy ending. 

That's not even the difficult part; 

the difficult part is when you follow your heart, 

you leave normal; 

you go into the unknown and once you do you can never go back."