When adults say “Teenagers think they are invincible” with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don’t know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, so it cannot fail.
I’d pick you again tomorrow, the day after, every life, every fucking scenario that could ever be plausible, I’d take you every single time because I am fucking in love with you. I said things that I regret, things that hurt you, they’re words that I wish I could take back and mend into something that’d make you smile beautifully. You probably don’t think of me, hell, you probably won’t even read this, but why not take a chance to scream into oblivion? I am in love with you, you probably don’t love me though, but I’ll wait, remember? every time you broke me into pieces, I promised I’d wait, you told me it wasn’t healthy but I’m just in love with you, sometimes I honestly fail to see the difference. We were perfect, you know, perfectly imperfect with flawed timing. The happiness you gave me.. it was ethereal, honestly it kills me knowing that I couldn’t requite what you gave me.