To People Who Fall In Love With Someone Who Is Trying To Get Over Someone Else
But of course I tried hard to move on. This part, most people don’t get.
But of course I tried hard to move on. This part, most people don’t get.
Yes, Future Girlfriend, I want to be taken by you.
Go home. Go back to reality. Every day is a new day. Grab a beer, fall asleep, get over it.
You only need to hear the beginning of a song to know if it fits your taste; and sometimes you know it’s going to be a favorite before it even gets to the chorus.
I want your stuff all jumbled up with mine. I want your scent all over my pillows. You’ll be the first and last person to cross my mind every day.
This sounds insane, and maybe I am, but the more I get to know you, the more I feel like all my forgotten dreams are being pulled out from my subconscious and projected onto my waking life.
This is what we’re made of: fragments. Fragments we try to make sense out of. Fragments that are never in order. Fragments that are made and left by everyone we ever meet.
You are meant to be with someone who sees through you.