When the day is long and filled with hurt I lay in my bed and remember things that make my lips perk Like today I spilled hot water across my hand I remember the time when he bought me that red head band he said it would look lovely in my dark curly locks but I thought it looked ugly and I pushed it and mocked with a quick trick hug, he put it on my head and when I looked in the mirror my heart had to dread cause as I looked at myself and I saw him behind me he was so amused that I looked silly, that he had tried to blind me with his cute big lips that bared his admiring smile I couldn't remove that, so I kept that stupid head band on for a while so there I laid in my bed all covered and spread and the hurt from my hand had started to fled that I had to smirk to myself about the past cause I think without him, I'd probably wouldn't have last.