the truth is, it will always be you. you will always be the boy who stole my heart, and kicked up a horrendous fight when i tried to take it back, and the truth is; you may have given me back a few pieces, but not all of it. i look back on the years we spent together, it seems like through that chaos we call love, there was always clarity, there was always stability. i used to think about you so clearly, as though there was nothing that could be said, or done to change my mind about you. now, everything has changed, and there's no way to turn back time. i wish i saw you coming, i wish i could have had the time to prepare myself for you.