about how long i actually believed that you wanted to see me. be with me. near me. around me. giving each other these little tests and challenges doesn't seem to be working. we have expectations of each other that neither of us can ever meet. then i look back to being fifteen years old, when i met you in a pizza shop.
i didn't even give you the time of day.
back then it was all Led Zeppelin and illegal substance. back then was all pretty easy compared to today. i had no idea that more than five, six, years later you would still be able to cut slices
into me.
there are three million, one-hundred and fifty-three thousand, six-hundred minutes in six years.
20% of the time we've known each other i have believed that you have wanted to be with me.
3,153,600
five minutes.
blame me for being motivated; passionate about the world we live in.
the ground we are privileged to walk on with two legs and feet.
blame me for working extra hours; days, for no extra money.
money that i need to start my future on that same ground.
blame me for the challenges and the bridges that were put up.
they were put up for no one else but me.
i love you and it hurts me to say that.
but a lot can happen in five minutes.
