It’s scares me to forget about the way your eyes looked into mine ?Or the way you looked away when you said you had to leave so I didn’t see your tears?
It scares me to know that your eyes have that same sparkle when you look at her
?Your smile just as wide

?Do you tell her everything about you?
?Does she know how much you miss the dog you had when you were 7?
?Or that you always wanted to be one of the cool kids?
?It scares me that one day I’ll forget about you about us ?
But I’ll never forget the way your hands held mine
?Or how soft your lips were ?
Or my hands on your hips ?
Or telling me I was beautiful even when i wasn’t ?
But what scares me most is even on my best days I still love you.