i want to fall in love. and i want to fall in love with you. and the fact that i know you will break my heart someday just doesn't faze me. because i'm ready for this. i'm ready to be happy. and i know that sounds so bad that i think i need you, a guy, to be happy. but i don't care. even if i could just go back to when i first met you, i would be so much happier. because when we first met, we didn't quite know eachother, but we still risked getting into trouble for eachother by staying over too late because we were sitting on the couch watching movies that didn't really matter anyways. and by standing out in the freezing cold rain and wind and just talking to the point where we both had colds the next day.
can't you be nice again and make living worth the while?