the one who was never really mine – 1

Not matter how many times I tell myself he won’t commit. No matter how many times he tell me he “just want to be friends”; his actions constantly tell me otherwise.

The way he gets jealous when I talk about a guy at the mall who hit on me.

The way he always ask me if I made it  home safely.

The way he holds my hand while we’re driving.

The way he brushes my hair out of my face when he has something to tell me.

The way he looks into my eyes before he kisses me.

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