there’s just something about you that makes me..weak at the knees and makes those butterflies attack. your smile, your laugh, just..you. you’re not perfect, far from it. geez, there’s just no words to describe how much i wanna punch you in the face for bringing me back to last summer. summer. oh, how i wish you were mine. i won’t deny, it hurt when you told me you never felt anything. i felt something. summer. why are you on my mind?
“you should smile more often, it looks good on you”
summer.
