I think about being warm,
And it correlates back to cuddling with him. 
I think about perfect moments,
And flashback to our first real kiss. 
I think about attractive people,
And he's the first person who comes to mind.
I think about forever,
And it's him.
I think about mistakes,
And he's the only one. 
I think about perfect,
And it's him. 

I dont want it to be him. 
I want something I can have. 
And I can't have him, I'm not good enough for him. 
I guess I never was. 
SS~