The us when we first met.
The us when we sitting cross legged on a playground in the middle of the night facing each other.
The us that came first, not whenever convenient.
The us when we were IN love along with loving each other.
The us...the us that was you and me.
Mistakes, Regrets, Choices, and Life. Sometimes there are no second chances...or third...or tenth.
But just because I know it'll never happen again.
I miss when you would hold my hand in front of anyone. All I need right now is to hold you hand.
