(i found love where it wasn't supposed to be, right in front of me, talk some sense to me.)
whenever i listen to 5AM by amber run, i think of that time i listened to it so quietly i could scarcely hear the words because it was five am and you had just broken up with me. i know you might read this but that's okay, i'm okay. i love my friend who looks like persephone in the sunset light and laughs a little too loud and watches trashy shows with me curled up on our beds, and that boy who has bright blue eyes and always puts my chair down for me whenever we have first period science and smiles so widely when i laugh at one of his jokes that my heart aches. i am okay, babe. you were justified and it was fine and if you ever wanted to date me again i would say yes in a heartbeat. but it still hurt. this album still makes me hurt. i nearly started crying on the bus when it played on shuffle. i am okay but it makes me think of that time i wasn't. i love you, babe, but not like that anymore.
