Of all the places I could be, why would I want to be here with you? Yes. You’re right. It doesn’t make sense!
Maybe it’s like you said. Maybe there is something out there, some new discovery that will make us feel like even smaller pieces of shit. Something that explains why you still went looking for me, through all of this noise. And why, no matter what, I still want to be here with you. I will always, always want to be here with you.
