every 182 times you blink you become more and more pop punk
I miss waking up next to her
I miss saying nothing but it meaning everything
I miss the warmth that runs through my body when her skin touches mine
I miss the electricity that runs through my body every time we kissed
I miss looking into her eyes
I miss laying down with her
I miss the way she laughs
I miss her goofy smile
I miss the smell of her on my pillows
I miss how cute she looked in my shirts
I miss HER.
So I was in class when I saw this guy reading an IHOP menu. via
I Know where hes going after school
The Cove, Perth.