no one really knows anything, No matter how much they think they do. Blind men in dark. Stumbling around like broken legged sheep. Trying to find the truth, Trying to get some faith.
lets make pie together. Get everything ready And put it between two sheets of dough. Get heated. You and i can make pie all night long. In the dark using only the shadows of the moon.
I cant find the words and i probably shouldn't it might ruin something beautiful or create a whole new beginning but why risk it when i know it will never happen i don't even feel that way for you so why is it that i care friendship is amazing anymore and it gets complicated why try for more when your content with what it is this feeling doesn't exist so why do you consume my every thought