i wish there was a word that could more eloquently express the feeling that overcomes me when I imagine you slipping into my subconscious, memories i told myself never to forget fade away no matter how much i plead them to stay, but the only word that comes to mind is “sucks.” You and I fit together only to be torn apart at the seams by a force outside our control, and fell only to have the ground removed from our feet. But there is beauty in our foolishness, each day that we grow closer to each other we grow closer to the day we’re torn apart.