THEN
intention. how do we measure intention? fucking impossible. if you are uncertain of someone's intentions, chances are, they aren't good. it's so unfair. you are asking for all the perks... but not willing to pay the price, which doesn't even matter anymore because i don't want it. i don't want anything that comes with a price tag. i am here because you don't have anyone else? why? WHERE the fuck was all this emotion? i don't know, still, what you want. "silence is" your "self-defense". you are a mystery to me.

NOW
intention. ours are the same. love. ours is the same. we are so due.. so fucking due to feel this way... to be felt feeling this way. we want to scream about it. our walls are raised, we let one another inside, shut them behind. they aren't locked, but they require a secret pass code. you have mine; i have yours. it's not a combination that will change every 15 days. once obtained, the key never changes. communication, expression, and honesty are our offense. when i know your eyes in mine, the future becomes the present and we live in it, always... happily.