It doesn’t matter if it’s 2pm or 2am you’re still the only one I want next to me.
For all the things my hands have held,
The best by far is you
We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there.
Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.
I hope you look for me in everyone else and panic when you realize that they’ll never be exactly the same.