It's always been just me. Here, never in a lonely way. It's a simple way. A happy way. It's always been me. Then I met you. Suddenly it had to be you and me? At least that's what I was lead to believe. But then sometimes it turned to just me and just you. And if it's not us is it just me again? At least it's always been me. I know how to deal with me. But you, even through the years, I don't comprehend you. I'm unsure if I ever will. Though I'm sure the you, tries to love the me, the best way you can. It'll never be the love the me needs to feel loved. So I'll go back to me, and you go back to you. Till then next time when the you, wants to be the part of me. And then the we, will restart the cycle, As the me, was once a part of the you.
The tales of a girl who sees the world from a different view than most....