i write a lot about a "you" and for the most part they're all the same person. other times they're about someone else and every once in a while they're the idea of someone.
the "you" i write about most, however, is the first guy i've ever loved, he didn't love me back and that honestly tore me up more than i'd care to admit.
i never once for a second doubted that i loved him though because i know what my feelings are and i know that i've never felt that with anyone, before or after him, and learning how to adapt to life without him is something i wouldn't wish on anyone.
i've done a lot of writing about you. i hope maybe one day you'll read it. i do miss you.
YOU ARE READING
Behind My Eyes.
Poetrycome pick my mind and stay awhile, make yourself comfortable. it's awfully lonely in here. - inside this book, you'll find five distinct parts: simply me, which tells you almost everything you need to know about me. you, which tells you...
