It wasn't the way you looked,
Though that did play a part too,
But it was mainly your heart,
And how I watched you look at the stars.
It wasn't the way you looked,
But the smile that was falling apart,
It wasn't the way you talked,
But simply the words that filled my heart.
It wasn't the way you looked,
But the soul that came with it,
You were the boy with a broken heart,
And you tried to tell me.
But I didn't listen because I knew your pain,
I watched your long hair graze your face,
I tried to take your pain,
But I suppose it was too much for me to take.
So I ran and I ran,
But not for the way you looked,
But because I couldn't do for you,
What I wished I could.
Now all I can do,
is lay in my bed,
Fall asleep and dream of you.
In high hopes of wherever you are.
Please know that I miss you. 🖤
©torinicole
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