"Sometimes it takes a good fall to really know where you stand"
Ask me anything
— Hayley Williams
I want to know what you think of me from the day that we met. I can’t figure out what you were thinking that day. The way you stare makes me melt, making it hard for me to look you straight into your eyes, making it hard for me to read you.
I stole a glance and ended up staring at you for a long while. I could take my time looking at you, trying to save every detail into my mind; because I’ll never know when would be the next time I’ll see you again.
Maybe soon. Maybe never.