Today I feel I have found the ay to where I want to be in my life. I have left the pain of rejection behind and am anxious to move forwad in my life. All I really need is one small part: someone to share my life with. An old light that shines with a new flame. Yeah. I mean you. I've always liked you. But I think you walked ahead of me faster than I would. That scared me. But then I had you in my arms. I kissed you. Held you. Breathed you.. I still think of you and that night and I feel so excited.
Life is funny like that. You found a new port and I had mine. I encouraged you and tried my best to advice you without beign selfish (fuck, I really wanted you to see who you were with for what he was and know he wasn't going to change like you did for him). In the end, we both ended up with broken hearts. Now it seems you found a new port in the torm and it seems I have found mine. But Like Louis said: "All my passion went with his piercing stare" (yeah he didn't said THAT, but you don't have golden hair) and I still think of you, that night and that kiss. I hope you've kept what I gave you that night. Cause I still have what you gave me: hope.
