forever arguing with each other

It’s just that when you tell me
I’m beautiful
Your voice is soft as clouds.

It’s just that I’ve grown used to
The way we argue like we’re 80,
Like we’ve known each other forever.

When I retreat into the shadows,
When the sun can’t pierce this
Hardened shell I shrivel in,

You bring me cupfuls of light.

There’s no proper way to say
I don’t know what I’d do

Without you.

When Oliver touched Laurel’s shoulder

Did you see her reaction?

It’s like they haven’t had an intimate interaction like that in forever they’ve arguing and sassing with each other all this time and when he actually touches her

She sucks in a breath like all those feelings came rushing back for a second and then she completely changes her expression because that’s not them anymore