There's something so beautiful in damage
For something to break, it must have been strong once
Once beautiful, in pieces now
Crying, sweating, screaming
There's something so beautiful in his damage
Fake smiles, fake laughing
If you pretend to fix yourself,
If you pretend you're not broken,
If you pretend you're whole,
Will you really be?
Sharp edges, pointed spikes, electric charge
Its broken now and not even the strongest glue can fix it
because its cracked
If you ask me,
There's something so beautiful in damage
because broken pieces love each other

He likes coffee in the morning, but only if there's no tea
He likes it light; really milky and sugary
Sometimes he gets nervous and runs a hand through his hair
And he doesn't notice how it makes me stare
When he's really laughing, his dimples pop out
When he's faking that sound, his eyebrows stay down
He often gets sad when I'm sharing that feeling
But kisses me hard so I know that he means it
I know where he works and what he does in his free time
When we fight, we both explode because we're two passionate young minds
I know a lot of things about myself and him
but not other love burns brighter than what we feel within

Our eyes meet and I immediately wish it was our lips instead.
He's nervous, I can tell, because he bites his bottom lip into his mouth. I want to tell him I could do it for him.
I think I can tell whats coming next; I think I know what it is he's going to say.
His eyes are so much lighter than they've ever been.
I almost think I can see through them into his mind.
Maybe that's how I think I can tell what hes going to say.
'I love you', I think I can almost hear him say it now.
I want to stop thinking about it and I want it to actually happen.
"This isn't going to work out", he says.
He's biting his lip again and I see why he was nervous and eyes were light
because now my eyes are light and maybe if he looks hard enough he can see into my mind and see that its gone away.
Maybe its gone somewhere else; somewhere better.
Probably to a place where he says he loves me
I think I shouldn't think too much.