Why’d I have to go and do you like that? Thought I’d moved on but you bring me right back to the night you took my kiss away from me I took yours too, then I lost you
Would you bring me back to holding hands in the rain I swear I’d easy your pain lift you up so you could finally see the love you are to me
“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings condemning them to spend their lives in search for their other halves.”
~Plato’s The Symposium.
How many times will I reblog this? “Always.”
I will always reblog.