"we met on the rooftop of our school,
there were multiple cigarette butts on the floor,
that's when i knew you wanted to leave this world just as much as i did,
I'll never forget the look on your face when i snatched the slowly burning stick from your fingers and put it to my cracked lips,
you tried to look uninterested but deep down, your interest was peaked.
so you decided to ask me about my home and my dreams,
both of which didn't exist before i met you"
-k.v.
