I feel like there are things I should’ve listened to more closely, how everything you said would’ve made me realize how wrong I am. But the need to believe in what I want for it to pursue something great lead me on. I hope I’m not too wrong to hope, I hope I’m not too wrong to stay. I hope the words you whisper into the night would hold its meaning till day light and after. It’s not wrong to want this, but I might be wrong after all.
She Was Sea 