Nicest Thing - Kate Nash

All I know is that you're so nice,
You're the nicest thing I've seen.
I wish that we could give it a go,
See if we could be something.

I wish I was your favourite girl,
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile,
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.

I wish you couldn't figure me out,
But you always wanna know what I was about.
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset,
I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met.

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot that you loved secretly,
'Cos it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see.
Basically, I wish that you loved me,
I wish that you needed me,
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three.

I wish that without me your heart would break,
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish we could see if we could be something
Yeah, I wish we could see if we could be something...

(only slightly) emo ramblings of an introspective nature

It's funny how many things that happen in a year can slip away entirely forgotten until something as innocent as an email (ha, since when are emails innocent?) can bring it all, or at least some of it, flooding back. And you can't help but wish you could go back in time and do it all just a little differently. Maybe just stay away from that person you shouldn't have been talking to in the first place, and keep your opinions or issues to yourself. And you wonder if they remember all that shit better than you do, so maybe you understand them just a little bit better now. Funny how that is. So can you move past all that? Is that where the forgetting comes in? Or will all that baggage still be there, just waiting to resurface again and ruin everything? And how can you tell what the other person thinks or remembers without dragging all that junk to the surface? I guess you just can't. So do you leave it how it is? I'm not looking for answers... I'm just wondering s'all. I hate misunderstandings. I wish I hadn't made so many god damn mistakes. Especially the ones I knew were mistakes and made anyways.

If I had just deleted that email.