446 day ago since our fight and since we chose to go different ways.
Is it possible to be angry at someone for 446 days and then,
somehow,
find your way back to each other,
better than ever?
So much has changed,
but at the same time nothing.
Constantly nauseous and i can feel those butterflies.
Cliché. I know.
But it doesn't matter how much i'm trying to deny it,
i can still feel them.
And you're not supposed to give up on someone,
you can't go a day without thinking about.
And i can't do either.
I can't give up nor stop thinking about you.
Because it's been 446 days,
and i still think about you.
I still don't give up.
Everything happens for a reason and this happened,
at the most perfect time.
I hate it when people say someone else can save them,
because they can't.
But they can help them, i guess.
Give them that extra little push.
And that's what you did.
To me.