Touching him is like realizing all I ever wanted is right there in front of me.
Memorizing him is as easy as knowing all the words to my favorite song.
Fighting with him is like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer...
Memorizing him is as easy as knowing all the words to my favorite song.
Fighting with him is like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer...
Losing him would be blue like I'd never knew.
Missing him is dark grey all alone.
Forgetting him would be like trying to know somebody I've never met.
But loving you is red...
- org. Taylor Swift - Red