I feel Niall wrap his arms tighter around me and the dream begins to lighten. The storm seems to wrap around me, having settled down, before completely disappearing.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I wonder if people felt the freedom in our culture to love louder, if they'd be quicker to say "I miss you" when the absence of someone is felt instead of just thinking it. — soundofmind
