You're the best thing I never knew I needed
So when you were here i had no idea
You're the best thing I never knew i needed
So now it's so clear I need you here always
And I don't know, I don't know what he's after But he's so beautiful, he's such a beautiful disaster. And if I could hold on through the tears and the laughter. Would it be beautiful, or just a beautiful disaster… He's soft to the touch, but frayed at the ends he breaks. He's never enough, and still he's more than I can take. Why be so complicated and different, because writing well is a disaster, a beautiful disaster.
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