At the end of the day all we have is memories

You? No fuck you

you ask me about my day and you actually want to know the answer. you want to know the songs i love and you listen to them too. you let me be quiet. you let me say the thousand words in my mind. you tell me it's okay to be sad. and when the sad is overflowing out of me you catch it. and we laugh at the same things, and we cry for the same reasons. best of all is you tell me you love me and there's no strings attached. and you see the bad and you still say i'm lovely. you pick me up and it's the best hugs i've ever gotten. and home is wherever i'm with you. and the sunsets are ours. you tell me "i love you" and i was so drunk but i remember how that felt. you don't want anything from me when you say it. and i don't have to ask you if you do. and you mean it and i mean it. i love you. i just wish we'd gotten the timing right. my heart breaks knowing i could've been happy, we could've been happy. so close. almost. we are parallel lines. nearly, almost. almost will have to be enough