The Small Things

I threw myself a New Year’s Eve party in my new apartment. I live here by myself and I bought it and I made it mine and I love it and I threw myself a party. And I’m looking at myself in the mirror right now and I’m drunk and it’s 11:45 and I need to go back out there. But for one last time this year I’m thinking about how if I stayed with you, we would be married with kids and I’d probably be happy, but I wouldn’t have met anyone in this room right now. And when I think about all the people I wouldn’t have known existed, all the trips I wouldn’t have gone on, all the pictures I wouldn’t have taken, and all the memories I wouldn’t have made if I had stayed with you, it literally breaks my heart, and that’s how I know I made the right choice.

what if we kissed while the two musical motifs representing our characters overlapped, complimenting each other perfectly

it's so sad getting bored of things that made you enjoy life a bit once