there are times when you feel you could change the world with a single word and claw desperately at what that word may be.
there are times when unwanted promises are made...and they hurt just as much when they're broken.
there are times when years don't mean near as much as one single day.
there are times you fall asleep hoping overnight your love will change and belong to someone different.
there are times we wake up and realize we had no right to use others for our drowsy perceptions and purposes.
love is nothing we will ever be able to mend, shape, change, or know. love knows us. love mends, shapes, and changes us. death is a midnight runner.