us

we talked for hours today, in the back of my car like i hope it’ll always be. i didn’t think i was fond of those types of boys, but he came along..

he drove my car and there was something about the way he did that i can’t put my finger on. i wish we could’ve stayed there forever.. i wish i wasn’t always afraid that my car would breakdown so we could stay there and he could drive her as much as he wanted.

i don’t know what we are or what we’ll ever be so listen when you feel your heart skip a beat

all i do is ask myself.. does he feel the connection? does he think about me? does he really not want her back?

with every minute i spend talking to him the less i’ll ever want to let him go, i hope he feels the same way.