( You tell yourself you're not going to get your hopes up over this girl. )

Just something I wrote a couple of months ago... felt like posting it....

I stand on the concrete sidewalk of my high school, the breeze blowing my one-sided bangs into my eyes annoyingly. I swipe at them with my hand and hold the strands of hair behind my ear, my dark-hazel eyes searching the large parking lot.
It’s your face I’m searching for. I’ ( Read more... )