I found you. You were lost, I was lost and no one knew it.

Sometimes I think about those times and I can't help but cry every time. You made me dream of something that I had never believed in and in what I'll never believe again. I don't know why I became so stupid in love... Maybe I was drunk, maybe it was your wild sexy crazy smile, or maybe I was blind, as I actually am right now. I fuckin' hate you because I don't, you know? Sometimes late at night I want to sleep but instead I keep thinking about our moments together. When you put your head in my shoulders and we just kept staring at people existing. When our hands touched and we were one for a few minutes. I mean, I think about everything. Yeah, maybe I don't seem to, but I am human, and I think about things. Nobody's perfect, right?

I found you. You were lost, I was lost and no one knew it. You found your path, and I? Well, I'm still lost.