failedwriter

I remember meeting you for the first time, you wore a smile through out the entire night and when you looked up at me, that same moment I was looking at you…I felt every inch of you, that night we talked through our eyes and something I often think about far too much and nothing I’ve ever experienced again.
—  failedwriter,  It’s 1:00 and I’m thinking about an old fling
It’s your smile that gets to me every time,
It’s your smile that makes you get away with everything,
It’s your smile that eliminates the color from your eyes, you light up a room with brightness and darkness no longer exists in my eyes
—  failedwriter