dido //l.h

"I don't get you," He whispered, shaking his head as we sat on the roof.

"I'm not hard to get," My voice came out raspy and vulnerable.

"But, you see things from a different point of view, twist disgusting things into beautiful, and nightmares into day dreams..." He mumbled the last part, looking down.

"No. Humans just make everything plain. Simple. Boring. There is always something more wonderful behind something, anything. It just takes some people to see it,"

"Then in that case, I don't want to live in a boring lifestyle anymore,"

"Dido."