How could two people who were so lost be so complete together?

No one had ever wanted me. And for some reason I didn't even want me anymore. I wished I could have stepped out of my body and given it back, like you do with a shirt that doesn't fit properly.

I didn't want to be in a relationship that required me to erase parts of who I was

There was so much good stuff, and all I could feel was the bad

I felt her hand squeezing mine while we sat there gazing under the same sky