Grammar rupture and word erupted.

And i'd like you to see the wall we will sit in, and the smell of wet bricks after the afternoon shower. The picture we took in the polaroid I never had and the diary I've never written about you and the song I haven't written about us. The blanket your mom gave us because you were cold in your living room and the movies I promised to watch, and we did. How I've written and written and I just found out it was about you and the way you don't seem to fit any type of person I will ever meet. The way you speak for yourself and others and the warmth I feel when you do. And whatever you went off to study at college and you were incredibly good at, and the way your dad talks about you and the way you're his little girl. Remember when I first met you? you fell asleep in the bus, and you love my music, and yes it is OUR playlist. I hope you understand that each song is for you, they were just kind enough to write it for me. And the way I met all your friends, your real friends, and were you grew up and were you spent your summers, and were we spent ours, and were I moved one day, and were I saw you for the first time, when I saw you for the first time and I really saw you.