Failing to sleep
The 27th time.
We liked that number didn't we?
It held significance for both of us in so many ways.
Is that why You and I became... us?
Because of similarities.. so many...
Because the universe, the wretched, cowardly universe said, "then so be it." After years of wrong timing and awkward exchanges, lives threatened, and hearts left in pieces, she finally gave in and said, "**** it, kids. Have it your way."
Was it because you were afraid, then a girl came to you out of nowhere promising a new beginning?
Because she was a mystery that you thought in time, you could unlock, like A hidden treasure only... when you picked the lock, there was nothing inside at all?
Was it because that girl got the boy, and I got the man?
Was it because I fell head over heels at a very young age with a boy who loved poetry and art?
Who was so kind and interesting that I ignored every red flag thrown my way? Is it because I got the boy, then she got the man?
Were we bored?
Did we save each other?
Or save ourselves from what we could have each become,
Is that why we... You and I... are us?
Is that why we lie awake?
For the 27th time.