No really, are you?
Is it just me or are you flirting?
Your images asked me questions
Your texts danced along the screen
Yet there you are, and here I am
Collided and fallen, a different life has passed
But without a thought we answer each other
It wasn’t supposed to pick up like this
Are you thinking of me while you’re with her?
chapter you have
but I hope you
when you flip
back to the pages
I was still a part of. — (via sashacharis)