and i don't want you to look at me that way anymore because once the time is gone we'll never get it back and after you scrape your knee once the skin will never be the same and once i leave you will never see me again.  because the world isn't the place they told you about in high school.  it's not a place for cotton candy clouds or smiling face or hands like yours that grip too hard in all the right places.  don't you understand?  we're living in a time capsule buried beneath the earth and sooner or later someone is going to find us, let the air infiltrate us. then you will have nothing, and still, i will have less.