You know, the only thing I was sure of right in the beginning is how different you and me are. You're the fire, I'm the ice. You're the sun, I'm the moon. We're like black and white. And that, exactly, is why we're the perfect combination. Because sometimes I felt like I wasn't good enough for you, but sometimes you seemed to be the one who doesn't deserve me. Because I knew, just by the look in your eyes, that you feel the same way about me. And because out of black and white you could only make gray - the ideal thing in between; not all good, not all bad.
- the perfect combination, 20/03/17
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Late Night Thoughts
AléatoireThings that I cry over at night and can't do anything about. Things that are constantly killing me inside. Things that I need to get out of my head somehow. Things that I wish he knew. Things that I'd love to say out loud, but for some reaso...
