we feel in extremes,
but at least we feel together
we are idle volcanoes, waiting,
waiting for our own destruction
yet among all our restlessness,
we found balance in each other
you (the dysfunctional moral compass)
and me (the human embodiment of the word reckless)
it was like two stars colliding,
at first there's collapse,
destruction
but eventually they become one
and it is beautiful
we lived apart for so long that once we met again, we were one
i know her and she knows me
- i knew you before i met you
