Quoted you, quoting me to you.

Want to waste all my time with you. Want to lay in bed all day, watch you unfold. Know how life is going to turn out before it even happens. would you ever think about me, as much as i think of you? "the best of us can find happiness in misery" like i'd rather have a part of you than nothing at all - or not. won't stop until youre mine, or i should stop before i get too ahead of myself for the hundreth time. "I'm sorry - sorry that i'm perfect for you in everyway." can't comprehend how in the hell i found the heart i want to be a part of most - and how its not mine to change. guess always having so much hope in the most hopeless of situations can keep you going. nothing (or no one) else will anyway.



this is unrelated, but i missed you today.
its been awhile. but it felt the same anyway.