I want you.

I want you so bad to be like her.

To remind me of the times when I had a smile and everything was fine.

But when good and bad clash, we have a bit of a mushup ad can nevr make-up.

 I hate that you've seen my bad side.

That perfect pictue you saw when we frst met is gone.

Coud I not hide the hurt behind the lenses?

We fuss like we did but yet I loved her so.

Your emind me of her and that draws me in but puts a wall up.

Why must you two...be in my life and complicate the simple things.