I'm jealous of those who fall in love so fast.
Yet -- I also pity them.
It must take something to take the time to turn a blind eye to the world in order to see the one you love.
Love is a facade to me now. Much like many people are to me

I ,as myself, am fake to myself, and a mission to find myself ends up as an invasion of the heart.

This girl i talk to now. We seem to have everything in common, and i can't help but be pretentious.

What would i get myself into falling for a girl so far away?
Is it still too soon? Obviously I am still bitter about the past. I've tried other things to forget. Maybe this is the only other path left to journey.

But ah, time and love go hand in hand, and when time flows like a river, the heart don't give a dam(n).

Mere coincidences lead me to raise an eyebrow at fate, and destiny, the biggest 7 letter word I now know.

We were at the same concert, weezer, jimmy eat world, at opposite sides of the arena.
We have the same contact lens perscription.

Seeing clearly, despite this hair in my eyes.