I loathe the feeling of nostalgia.
And yet, you are the purest reason why I ever looked back in the first instance.

If you ever looked for me in the eyes of your friend, a lover or a stranger and you couldn’t find me…I wanted you to know that someone did.

All it took was a glance in the mirror.

I use to want a fairytale,
where boy meets girl,
and love prevails.

But now I look upon this fable differently.
I don't want some guy, coming to rescue me.

I want a rocky start, our first fight,
burnt the dinner, partying after midnight.

I don't want clean cut,
I want cut throat,
where boy meets girl and they both laugh until they choke.

I've met girls who swooned over guys
"Oh my God, he gives me butterflies!"
When I wanted to be moved by stormy skies.

Our friendship was like a pocket full of sunshine,
Taking shots at midnight,
Dancing till we saw the sunrise.
Never thought you wanted to go,

but I guess that’s what you needed to be alone.

You left me barely breathing,
Underneath you.
I starred into your blue eyes,
Begging you not to.

All my stars,
why did the lights burn down?
Tears from my eyes,
made me drown him out.

When he leaves me in the morning,
I’m barely awake.

Kiss me on the lips, neck, cheek and face.
You hold my hand and say
“I wish I didn’t have to go.”

I move the bed sheets and say
“Well don’t.”