-- You could be my hero, if only i could let go --

and like a broken arrow, you're still in me.
time's ticking.
everything's so ... weird.
different.
everything's a mess, somehow, yet so perfect.
but th cracks will always be there.
im finding ways to push you away, but you keep appearing, everywhere.
its wrong, whatchya doing to me.
th missing piece, i guess, that's what you are, but " we " will never be.
everything else is possible, but " we " .
everything's so fragile, so ... wow.
but don't things always look beautiful from afar ?
what may seem beautiful from afar, may not be as beautiful as close.
can i just say goodbye, now ?
can i rewind to th time i didn't even realise you existed. ?
i've lived through 13years of my life without knowing you existed, so, i shall live another, and another 13years, pretending, you never did.