But. Even when they are the same thing, you are not the same girl who saw those things the last time. Not necessarily. How do you want to deal with these same things? Do you want to deal with these same things? Are these same things worth all those things that are so very different?

Look at those patterns all you want.

But at the end of the day, what I remember is the way our eyes open at the same time on accident. And I remember we're people. That you're you. And that no matter how much I expect/want you to disappoint me, you want my radiance more than I want that hurt.

There's a first time for every thing.