It's been said that God paints in many colors. But it seems that everything has gone shades of grey lately. Ever since I met you, everything I know as fact becomes doubtful. I feel… Incomplete. Is it even possible, to know that things are true, yet feel in doubt because you feel more true to me than anything else?
Whenever you say something interesting, which is all the time, I want to kiss you. It's weird. It's sexy. And when I'm around you, I see what it would be like if I had anything at all to say for myself.