I used to believe in chance and fate.
I used to think I could wish things away

That dreaming..wasn't childish and I could be
content..with loneliness.
I used to have faith in my judgement.
I used to trust my fears.. I always kept a comfortable..
distance.

You my dear are the only exception to every
rule I ever tried to follow.
You my friend make me question my motives
to a point that nothing makes sense.

I used to hate remembering, I wanted so bad
to forget and let go and act like I never knew any
of you at all..but you, are the only exception.
The only exception there.