I'll wait.

Even though you left me in spring, you still haven't left my mind. Your pretty lips, your lovely laugh, the way you touched me, the way you made me feel. The way you are the only one who could make me feel genuinely- happy and safe. I miss when we made out in the dark library bathroom, your hands on my body. I miss the times we fell and slipped on the winter ice- holding hands. I miss the time we danced to your favourite song. I miss the times we laughed and stumbled around. I miss the times we cuddled on that small sofa. And I miss when your friends called us: Sick lovebirds. I feel empty, but somehow, at the same time, my heart also feels heavy. It is filled with all this love for you. Making my heart and my chest ache for you, still. I need an outlet, but I can't find any, since this love is for you, for YOU only. But you don't want it, so I can only keep it. Hopelessly. Even though it's making me suffer. It makes me feel sick- Like I'm falling apart. Just thinking about it makes me feel empty. All I wanna do is cry. Even now, just the thought of you makes me tear up. I miss you, and I'll wait for you to, hopefully, take me back.