It's this small tinytiny thing which keeps us apart. I'm more in love with love itself than with you. And for some reason I can't seem to manage to structure my thoughts together into neat piles in order for the fact to sound more emotional, I guess that could be due to the fact that my emotions are far too deep underneath the surface in order for you to find them. And once again I'm not with someone, but rather with myself. Ironic isn't it?
