and I hate how every afternoon on my subway drive home my ears have to stumble across lovers fighting so recklessly. I wish I could scream in return telling them to stop the bullshit.
I recall all of our anger and frustration over all those same pointless little things, and that's the thing, their pointless. Yet those pointless moments are everything but pointless..they are untouchable and unable to hold the essence of being bittersweet because the end is never determined
until it has to be.
Don't take advantage of these moments.
I now find myself wishing I had more pointless things to fight over.
xoxo,
x lover
-C.C.
