things were good before.

he always held my hand, made me smile, made me laugh, everything was perfect now that i’m looking back.

he was always there for me, he almost never made me cry, and when i was upset he would always find out why.

i remember his hair, his hands, how it felt when he would hold me.

all i do is think about all the things he told me.

in your arms, i found my home.

but i wrecked it all, now i’m alone.

i wonder if you miss me too, i wonder if you’re also blue.

i wonder if you wonder if i also think of you.

i do.