i'm not trying to get ahead of myself,
but i really think that this is getting somewhere.
me and you.
i really do.
we can be partners in rhyme, or maybe we could just be plain, old partners.
we're so running from the "cold" people,
and shooting at stars that explode into colours that explode into tiny little splatters of magic that fall on us and makes us glitter like the magic they hold.
we are forever;
but
don't try and understand the purpose behind it,
just know that i'm doing my best to be sincere.