Having Someone Think Of Me

Love Is Tied To Truth. I Think Of Them As Unhappily Conjoined Twins.

The Way You Argued With Me, You Would Have Thought That We Were Debating The Existence Of God Or Whether Or Not We Should Move In Together. These Kinds Of Fights Can Never Be Won – Even If You’re The Victor, You’ve Hurt The Other Person, And There Has To Be Some Loss Associated With That.

She Transforms Once Again Into Someone Carefree, And I Transform Into Someone Whose Only Care Is Her.

But If I Didn’t Want To Be Alone, Then Why Didn’t I Want To Be With Anyone Else?

If You Let The World In, You Open Yourself Up To The World. Even If The World Doesn't Know That You're There.