In life and death, you've always stolen my heart. Thoughts surrounding decisions. Whether I regret them or not. To me, right now. I just want to be happy. I think about all of that I've done, and nothing has made me happy. Not truly happy. Only a handful of people made me feel genuinely happy. I miss it. And now I look back and think, did I deserve it? Did I deserve for it to end so abruptly? To be left with all the memories and nothing else? Then I look at all my reason for pushing everyone away. Is it my fault? It always seems like it. What if I'm not meant to be in a relationship? What if the act of being a girlfriend isn't in me? You know what I want? I want to be happy. And not have to say I'm his girlfriend or her girlfriend. I don't want to be their object they can throw away at their liking. I want it to be two people have fun. Two people that know they like each other, but they don't have to prove it to the world. Man, if only.