500 days of summer

by 咖啡鱼

this is not a love story.

To die by your side is
such a heavenly way to die

She’s like the wind

There’s no such thing as love.
It’s a fantasy.

Yeah, the street level
isn’t so exciting, but-
Like, if you look up–

I just-
I need some consistency.

I know that she’s the only person
in the entire universe
that will make me happy.

To be continued…