Better Not Broken.
I don't know where to start, from the time when we got close, or the time when the time that got us closer. I have been thinking about your face alot lately, and I have been gazing down to my balcony way too much. Listening to songs you introduced me to and dancing like I would with you, and laughing like you would make me. I don't know if its possibly true but this time I haven't missed a single thing about you; but us. All the us that we never caught up to, all the us that we had planned. I know, I know, our plans never really came true, but baby, I dont care! And I admit, we are not what we want from each other, but that doesn't mean I can't daydream about how delicious our good memories are. And how you and I just create a mess but we clean up. And that you fucking support me for things that are almost unreachable and I do the same. How badly we want each other to be happy even if its apart? I just cannot imagine living in this c...