it's been a long time, i very much always wanted you to be mine. i was trying and hoping so that i could, maybe finally find some peace in mind- i found the notes and letters and crumpled up graph paper i saved in an old box, our time is over; moving on is the best choice- but how can i move on, when all i ever wanted was to be yours? a folded love can't be true, because doesn't it always shine clear and through? letting go is too hard- i'm too attached to what used to be ours. you don't seem to care, because you threw it in the trash a while ago, but sometimes i swear i see you looking over, at what could've been if we had only fought harder.
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