When I say that I was never sure of anything but I was so sure of you, you better believe it with every single fiber of your being. I'm talking about the girl who spends thirty minutes choosing which pair of socks to match with her old pair of rubber shoes, solely because the pattern fails to resemble the tumultuousness of her days without you. I could only fool myself for so long. I could only fool myself for so long into thinking that we we wouldn't crash and burn, with the strength of the fire you ignited in my eyes. Across a sea of people, it was and it only is you I see. I feel helpless -- as if I'm drowning into the endless depths of the unknown -- because I'd still choose you in a heartbeat. I want you to know that I was surrounded by heavenly bodies, extravagant decoration and lovely people the other night, and all I could think of was how the twinkling of the stars would never compare to how your smile encompasses every celestial body. My mother asked me the other day why I'm always on my phone, and I don't know how to explain to her that I can't get myself to look around my surroundings because I see you in the little things. You've ruined me when I thought you'd be the one piecing every broken bit of me back together.