You were my first love. I hurt you, you hurt me.  We’ll always be a never ending cycle of emotions and hard feelings. Oddly enough its you I feel the most comfortable around physically, it just seems so natural and familiar. Your skin has always been comfortable with mine. The first time we held hands was my best memory of us. Snuggled beneath a blanket on my porch swing listening to Taking Back Sunday. We cocooned. You want me and I want you. Give a little & get a little. We’re both terrified of being alone, but at the same time we’re both scared of being together. How can we make this work? There’s no fighting it.  Maybe one day, years from now we’ll reenter each others lives and we’ll both be mature enough to give this another shot. Waking up next to you seemed so normal and right. Your body hugging mine as you breathed loudly but peacefully on the side of my face. Maybe one day we’ll be able to share that moment again Until then I think we need to wise-up and realize that this won’t work for either of us, without causing damage. You will always have a place in my heart, and will never be forgotten. I love-hate you.

You are the one who trusts me more then his own sisters. We’ve flirted endlessly; it started out with brutal games of slug bug, the tickle fights, and sly jokes, but never really anything serious. I remember that one time we laid on the trampoline in your backyard, star gazing. As the temperature dropped, we inched closer together until finally our entire halves were connected. You told me about you life and spilled secretes, while I listened to your every word, imagining that spark in your eye you get whenever you’re around me. All the while both of us were aware of the proximity of our bodies. Everyone expects us to grow up and get married together. You give me all the advice I need, whether I want to hear it or not, and in return I keep your secrets. Besides your sister, you are my best friend. We share the same taste buds, sense humor and longing for freedom. You are my brother; not by blood but by soul and heart. I’m not entirely sure why you care so much about me, maybe its because you’ve seen me get hurt over and over, or maybe its my charm. I guess in reality its because “I’m pretty chill and i should keep it that way”. how ever it works out, i hope we both end up happy and forever connected. if you ever need me, I’ll always be there for you no matter what because i know you’d do the same for me.

We met. We both had the same phone except yours was dark blue. I liked your long hair. You rambled on about jesus and how awesome he was. I still liked your long hair. Two years went by and we somehow crossed paths. This time your hair was short and you fell in love with me. Your heart is so big and desperate to love someone, then I happened along and you saw an opportunity. I will always love holding your hand, that connection brought me happiness and I opened up to you. I thought I could love you back, but my resentment for another kept me from ever fulling caring about you. You’re afraid I’ll forget about you, but no i won’t. Every time I hear dmb I think of you. Crash will always be our song. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you more. We will forever have the best goodbyes, hands down. No comparisons