it will always be you and me with tear stains and coffee breath and pale blue eyes always another reason to stay when all your love has gone away and i miss the way we felt alive like butterfly kisses and adrenaline highs we tried, we tried
i miss the way we felt alive.
im crying because you are fuel for my writing, you make me feel things that inspire me to write and im so in love with you and im not allowed to be with you, why am i forced to live knowing that i cant have you