For a while, life was like having a fever in the summer.
And as much as I tried to understand, I couldn't.
As much as I tried to get past the haze around my heart
I could not feel a **** thing except the guilt of not feeling a **** thing.
There you were with your past all crumbled into a space where nobody could see.
There you were with eyes that have seen more than they should.
There you were smiling like nothing was wrong
Looking at you was like looking at the sky and realizing that it's not that bad.
And every time I look at you, I feel something.
I feel
Here you are and I can't even begin to explain how much you mean to me.