In the End

In the end, after all the love is lost on other people, we can use the last drops for each other. Misery loves company they say. In this dark and lonely place you're in we can turn our (hate) into love. We can mold it, transform it, talk about it, work through it, beat it till its dry and (cracked), heat it up and let it drip through the spaces between our intertwined fingers-
or we can just forget about our pasts and concentrate on the now. On each other and our on our love. Whichever you decide. Because in the end, it doesn't matter, as long as we're happy together.