What if you never hurt me? What if we made it to through our arguments and unkind words, and decided to see the love in eachothers eyes like the bright white light from a cars headlights coming straight towards you?
The kind of light that blinds you. It forces you to only pay attention to IT. IT being the happy times, IT being our love.
I think about the IT frequently. So often sometimes my heart, that I tried so hard to glue back whole, chips.
It chips and I can't seem to catch the pieces before they hit rock bottom and shatter into almost a dust like powder.
I want to indulge in all of the IT, even the dust. I want IT to invade my body, my mind, and my heart.. often times I feel I need it. Sometimes I feel IT is like a drug, the powder is something I want so badly to use to get happy but I stop myself.
I miss IT. The way IT makes me feel is undeniably the best feeling I've ever felt. I want IT back again, if not with you then with who? I don't want IT from anyone else but I may not be able to get IT back from you.
