My boyfriend left my house about 30 minutes ago, oh how I miss him so. He brightens my nights and makes me glow, oh how I miss him so. He sneaks in at night and creeps out in the day light. I love when we lay on my bed and he hugs me tight. I know I’m “young” and “I don’t know what love is” but I truly think he’s the definition. Fuck what elders say we ” The Young Bloods” know when we feel something. And I think the feeling I feel when he comes around is love. My heart swells, I get a sudden burst of joy in my chest, and everything seems illuminated. I miss him and its only been 30 minutes I miss him and I really mean it.
This wasn’t supposed to sound like a poem but it started to sound like one. So I went with it. ;)