Nothing and everything will be the same
As in
A that side of the bed
No longer satisfied on my own
Clothes
Discolored and fuzzy in the drawer
But that's ok
The final part clicked
A clock found its tick
Tiny hairs on the bathroom sink
The concoction of smells
You
Make me want to drink
In
The moment you walk into a room
and I realize
I'm both the luckiest and the stupidest
Girl
For letting myself love you this much