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I don't understand this, She says she likes me, Likes spending time with me, Kisses me goodbye, But then, She's all over her phone when she's around me, And somehow I never get responded to like that, Or my phone is fucking it all up between us, And yeah, I'm definitely overthinking it, But I'm hung up on this girl, And she's just being vague as hell, And practically ignoring me, But then if I drop it, And walk away, She's back in three weeks, Saying how much she misses me, Or how sorry she is for being disrespectful to me, I get that people can be busy, I get that life is fucking rough on people, I get that more than a lot of people, I don't get that you can say those things, And not act on them, I don't get that I can be completely honest, And get the most minimal detail, Conversation, Or explanation, Possible, I am writing paragraphs, And getting one word sentences, I am explaining how I feel, And getting told, Yeah, th

The day we met, You had a two foot tall bright blue mohawk, And a smile that was brighter than the springtime Atlanta sun, Just as warm too, The butterflies in my stomach need sunglasses for that smile, The first time we kissed, Was on your front doorstep, After one of the worst movies I have seen to this day, That is one of those decisions I will forever be glad I seized, When I broke up with you, It hurt, Both of us, But I still maintain it was right, I was not ready to share any word like love with anyone, Not that soon after the girl before you, And that was my fault, I definitely regretted that decision constantly after that, We started hanging out again, I am still mad, That seeing you makes me write such good shit, Mostly about you, Hearts, ventricles, rebellion, You know the deal, I am scared, Because you are so damn wonderful, That we get along this well, Is kind of spooky sometimes, If I was to be serious for a second, I'd tell you how ex

Walking to the bus stop to meet you, I could only think one thing, This is what breathing feels like, Warm sun on my face, And in my face, All I could do was smile, Even with weirdos on the bus next to me, Even with it being warm and me being sweaty and nervous, Nothing but smiling the whole time, I had been holding my breath all week, I told myself I wouldn't let you leave without kissing you, I went in planning on doing it as soon as I could, Possibly when I met you, But instead of that I waited a bit, And it was still awesome, Just like you, For no fucking reason at all, Except that is was you, And me, Kissing, You smell really good, Even after we ate food, And cooked chili, And sat around in a warm house all day, Holding you, Wow, And walking home from the bus stop, Seeing you off like that, I couldn't do anything but smile, And breathe, Again.