“
I thought I was so goddamn lucky
Lucky that in the midst of busy streets and wrong turns and missed trains I met you
Lucky that you loved me
Lucky that everyone else was too unlucky to meet you first
Lucky that I got to wear your scent on my skin like a little kid wearing her favorite sweatshirt everyday
Lucky that I got to kiss you whenever I wanted
Lucky that I got to kiss you at all
Lucky that when I cried onto your t-shirt you never minded
Lucky that you loved me
Lucky that I got to sleep next to you
Lucky to be in love
Lucky to fall asleep on the phone with you and wake up with you still on the line, breathing heavily with sleep in your chest
Lucky that after you hung up the phone you’d rush over to see me
Lucky that I got butterflies and lost my breath even after all those months
Lucky that I loved you so much I’d let you tear me apart
But how unlucky it is to love someone too much,
To be torn apart
How unlucky it is to be so lucky.
(via extrasad)
