We were lukewarm hearts and cups of coffee
Breakfast in bed on Sunday morning
Videos of laughter and short-lived occurrences
Late night drives with the radio too loud
Saturday afternoon movies and naps
And a box of letters that ended in
P.S. I love you

You are living in this world,
seeking your great perhaps.
I am living in this world,
finding my legendary half.
I may be your great perhaps,
and I wish, you're my legendary half.

I still want to die.



But you make me want to put it off for a little longer.