We were meant to destroy*
I mean, that's how we met right? I was walking alone one night, decided to rip up a jacket I picked up from the subway. I heard a crash and you were there; breaking apart a wooden bench by the street. Our eyes met and we exchanged a smile.
That's how we went.
We destroyed walls with our rude psychedelic murals, set the trash cans on fire, broke our limbs when we went rock climbing in summer '09, wrecked every room we went in at 3am on Thursday nights.
It shouldn't be a surprise to how we are now.
All our dates before, we'd destroy at least one thing.
Now we're destroying each other.

-m.b