The more I try not to think about you
About us
About what we could've been
The more I realise that I should never have given you up.
For nothing and no one. Jesus, you know me better than I know myself
My kinks and quirks and how I take my coffee
I know you too darling. I know how you prefer sunsets to sunrises and I know that you can't stand how I take my coffee. I know about the hurt you've endured and the scars you got along the way, just as you know mine. God, you're golden to me, fluorescent and completely enchanting.
And you're not even mine