if real loved ruled this world, you and I would meet on the first page of every story book.

but I am guessing you think I had enough on my plate that summer we met and I wanted to fuck you when I was 16.

once again... its a "me" and "you" tale

1 universe with in a million universes

9 planets, 204 countries, 809 islands,

7 seas,

and just to think I had the privilege to meet you

the voices are telling me to be thankful for my pitiful existence

and maybe you and I will finally get it right and be able to not just fall in love but actually do something about it like

FUCK in the same room, together and not just online like two desperate losers no one really cares about.

I give up for now in the honor that you will come back to me one day. because I am not afraid of you. I love you for all the shit you put me through.