Missing you is like writing with a broken pencil,
pointless.
Loving you is like writing with a colored pencil, the brightest
thing I’ve ever done.
Fighting with you is like walking into a screen door,
stupid.
Lying to you is like a drunk driver, reckless.
Being with you is like destiny, I guess it’s just meant to
be.
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥