And the truth is:

We hide so we can be found

We walk away to see who will follow

We cry to see who will wipe away our tears

And we let our hearts get broken to see who will come and mend them

She's not perfect

And neither is he.

But together,

They just might be.

And there's a piece of me that's burning in your heart,

Even death could never tear us apart.

If he's the first person you look for when you walk into the room,

Then he might be a little bit more than a friend.

When the question is love,

My answer is you.

I know words cant bring you back

I love you despite everything

The first thing we did in kindergarden was get shown a picture of 1 apple and 2 oranges, then pick out which ones didnt belong.

The first thing we were taught was that being different is wrong.