Stolen Magic

When our eyes met on the first day
your life was in shambles
and before long
it was me putting it back together
one kiss at a time
you were lost, while I was the one searching for answers
I was mearly a crutch
while you were a savior
When you said that good things need to fell apart so better things can come together
our love was the last thing on my mind
yet the only thing on yours
On the two hundrenth tenth day
I have developed a bad habit of staring out my window 
and dreaming about what we could have been
and I realize for the thousandth time
that you've tired of keeping me together
and for the thousandth time my heart breaks 
because you're all I ever needed
and the only thing you wanted from me was my kiss