He screams and screams. She yells and yells.
Both are deaf, can't you tell?
They keep arguing til they both can't breathe and yet not one of them can remember anything.
It's been six years where words aren't enough, but he think things would be fixed if they touched.
They've been waiting for the boom-box romance, the kind you want when you're a kid, but they're too scared to admit it.
He hasn't noticed that even as time goes by they're still doing everything to keep each others eyes.
He has his.
She has hers.
Deep down they want to share everything and time, but he is gone. She is here.
Distance doesn't break anyone only fear.
He is scared.
He is alone.
She's not the reminder of love, she's the love you're trying to give to someone else. Even as their lives keep diverging into two distinct paths she's willing to jump of course for him, but I think that is what makes her the fool.
The best kind of inspiration is love and the love she has for him will keep her inspired for a lifetime.
It's been six years and they still act like kids that don't know what they want.
"Everyone in-between doesn't matter. 'You promise?' 'I Promise.'"
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