My curent life filled with drugs and bad decision can be a good subject for a story so i am telling it to you through this text. I hope you react well to it.
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My idea of perfection is black, long hair, no smile because you can't, crazy like I love, funny, kind, caring... So many things I don't deserve, but still want you. I guess I need to tell myself this to make it acceptable. We are, will be, could be and should be but are not. Hot and cold match but we don't. What does that mean? I don't want meaning I want you. You might choose if I tell you but I want it to be our destiny. Not any random one. The one we are one.
Let's fly in the clouds, like birds in love. I wonder if their love is the same as ours. Love complicates relations but simplifies feelings. Simple means cheap. I want it to matter when you read it. You might be far but you can feel like I fell if you try. Close your eyes and picture our beautiful convergence. The type of connection you don't forget why you try. It is a lie to me but you don't feel the same. I'm tired of all this so I stop, peace.
