

UntilIt's like letting the ball drop before midnight, like a slew of comets the day you lost your sight. It's like a Jack without a Sally, a storm without rain, a book without a beginning, or an ending, or a name. It's like the umbrella you still use even though it's ripped to shreds, It's like a camera without a lens or when there really are monsters under your bed. And me without you, or you without me isn't something the world should let be. And maybe it'll never fix it and just leave it how it was, but my wasted heart will love you until it giUntil