I want perfection
I don't think I'll ever be satisfied. I've watched too many romantic films, seen too many kisses in the rian and happy endings. I have this massively unrealistic view of love. And I'e been hurt a few too many times. I push him away because he has the potential to tear my heart out of my chest, but all I want is him near me. All I want is to turn the clock back (or to live in the rose tinted life that lives in my head.)
Can i live in a reality that I've made up? Does reality have to really exist?
Can I have a time machine please?
