You were like fine wine, but cheap wine gets you drunk faster.

The good guy yang tahu jalan pikiran di otak the bad guy jelas lebih responsif dalam mengantisipasi tindakan the bad guy. Berbeda dengan the good guy yang clueless sama sekali tentang dunia the bad guy.

We were riding fast, I got lost in the thought that this couldn’t end. Good things end. Bad things we reminisce.

He wasn’t a good person, but I painted him to be and since I painted it, I believed it.

I romanticized him until he was the perfect being. A soul so beautiful, but so immensely evil too.

I don’t write about you. I describe you. I explain you.