He's just so perfect. 

He does what entertains him. 

He's a big puppy, he always has attention. 

He loves back stratches, but not his neck being touched. 

He's loved by everyone, he's taken care of all the time. 

But what I love most is his laugh. 

Oh, that laugh. 

It's smooth like silk, 

Calming like the sea. 

It has nothing but pure admiration for every little thing. 

It is filled with pure happiness, like nothing bad has ever happened. 

It sounds like sunrise, like a dusty purple gradations to glowing orange, 

Like a baby's smile when they see something for the first time. 

His laugh, gah. 

What makes it better is the reason. 

It's his love of the show, 

His love of the jokes and banter, 

Of the songs and enjoyment of everyone else, 

That's what makes his laugh so undeniably amazing in every form of describing something wonderful. 

I used to think we were something. 

That we were this amazing thing. 

That we would defy all odds. 

Now I realize we were nothing at all. 

We had no labels, no titles, nothing. 

But we had names. 

We had dog names and lady names  

And those were important most of all. 

They were the start of everything. 

Well actually it was cars and medieval music that started it all 

But the names. 

The names were the start. 

They were the names we loathed 

But people called us them anyways. 

Sometimes, people are just stupid. 

Our talks took all my summer away

Our talks of books and butts and hotness and hot actors. 

Our talks of TV shows and silly little talks of nothing at all. 

We started as nothing and ended on a better note. 

We ended as a thoughtful thing. 

As a playful romantic facade that lasted only a few months

But was worth every moment. 

While I thought we were everything 

We were actually nothing at all. 

We came to school and I was ignored. 

It hurt knowing a friend abandoned me. 

But it's happened all my life so it really shouldn't hurt. 

She started liking you 

And I thought you did too. 

Until she told you how she felt 

And you shut everyone else out. 

You ignored me trying to help two friends 

And you've ignored her. 

It may hurt me to think about it 

But she at least needs an answer. 

I hoped we were something 

I wished for it every day 

And while we were actually nothing, 

We were everything all in all. 

I know of many types of love. 

There are ones you read about in books 

There are ones even the most soulless author would never write about. 

The worst in all of these is the one unrequited. 

Some come and go as the tide changes 

But others stay and haunt you forever. 

Your heart beats to the rhythm of theirs, 

While their heartstrings play the tune of another's song. 

You wait and wait hoping they will see, 

That it's you meant for them, 

When they hardly give you the time of day. 

You can become friends, 

Become as close as you can be, 

But unless they feel a change of heart 

It's likely not to be. 

You can wish on as many stars you see, 

Wait for as many 11:11's as you can count, 

But the only way to change their heart, 

Would be a change in the way they haunt. 

I'm not sure what happened,

I guess you just changed.

We used to be close 

But now even simple talks are hard. 

We were good friends once, 

But I guess that was just for the summer.

We had lady and dog names 

And while they were loathed

They are missed. 

You don't how much I might’ve liked you. 

You are my inspiration 

But I am never your muse. 

You left me breathless,

You left me heartless.

I left you untouched, 

As far as you seem to be. 

I miss your driveways, 

You waiting for me. 

Spending times at places with bread

And craft stores at night. 

You never told me to come over 

While that's a constant with her. 

She's my best friend, 

Did you not think that would hurt me?

She's so into you 

And you seem to be too. 

It kills me to be near her 

When all she talks about is you. 

You on the other hand just ignore me. 

So I think it's best to end it with a saying: 

If what you love hurts you so bad is it actually worth loving so much? 

Whether it's dying or sleeping, 

You'll be up thinking, 

Of how else you can say 

The unsure things. 

You’ll say you were tired,

That you said what came to mind,

Is that why you're always so hard to find?

I can sense how you feel when you don't say so,

You're never here for me

You're just there for show.

You compliment me

And I admire that, 

But not being here in times of need slowly starts to break me.

I hope you come soon,

I hope this is not all for not. 

I've loved you forever,

I guess you loved me too. 

You play the music, 

I pretend to be your muse. 

You left me in summer, 

Come in the winter,

But you're never here enough to see me start to wither.

I withered for reasons unknown to you, 

You were already gone and it all happened so soon. 

I miss when you don't talk to me

And when you aren't here, 

But I revel in the times 

When you get to be near.

It'll be my birthday soon and you plan to be here, 

My only wish will be to keep you near. 

I wish you were closer but understand why,

I just want to be yours and you to be mine. 

Your words bring me sorrow,

When I know they're meant for another.

You used me for sport, 

Like I was just there for show. 

But with her, 

It's uncertain feelings and genuine thought. 

You had me and her and the girl with the picture, you yelled at her and ignored me. 

You seem to only care for her when she's the least of us,  

You always had me but gave me no thought. 

She had your attention from the very beginning, 

All it took was some v necks and you were hooked. 

We have some sweet memories that will always be cherished,

But you will never be close to me as you are with her.