It's funny how the one guy who helps make me happy.. Helps strengthen my world... Is also the one who can bring me to tears and make everything shatter in less than a second..
It's funny how no matter what he does, I will see him and want him and love him and fight to defend him.
It's funny how I talk about him so much-- and he has no clue.
It's funny how I would die for him.. but he probably wouldnt even come to my funeral..
It's funny... How love happens