is it bad that i compare you to her?
every move she makes, my mind flickers back to you. the way she walks makes me miss the way you couldn't in your heels. the way she looks in my eyes makes me think about the way your green ones once held me captive. the way she pouts whens he doesn't get her way makes me think about they way you stuck your tongue out instead. the way she kisses me.. i don't think it will ever compare to yours. and the way she loves me, it's nothing at all like what we had.
i don't know. maybe it's just time. i hate thinking about you when i should be thinking about her, because i want to love her and move past you. but, damn you're like a tattoo. i still can't get you off my mind after all this time.