a love so full of light, so pure, so special, so real, so much potential.
wasted.
on stupid arguments, on a past life, on rigidity and black and white visions.
two people, stuck in the past. stuck in the future. stuck in a dream. stuck in an unrealistic definition of love. 'be my everything. answer my every need in life. be one with me.'
well, the universe has spoken.
if you force something beautiful to never, ever have an ugly side, you'll lose it completely.
if you force something beautiful to be perfect, you'll move farther and farther from perfection.
all it takes is two sick people. the perfect recipe for disaster.
you always said hurt people hurt people.
you won.
