Better Not Broken.

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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 city and not catching a late bus that leads me to your place, halfway or so.
I cannot imagine not sharing discounted food deliveries with you.
I cannot imagine not finishing cheap booze filled plastic cups only to end up sober everytime (almost everytime).
I cannot imagine not being in ur arms every alternate night and just breathing in your scent.
I even sometimes feel it around me.

I want you to go and follow whats written for you.
And I want to you grow out of this fucked up phase of your life.
And I want you to get a tattoo dedicated to your dream.
And I want you to kiss me for so long that I forget you are leaving.
Love me like we discovered the bed for the first time.

I had only read that people fall in love with one person more than once.
Until I became those people.

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