one year later;
i have a mugshot, someone that loves me, so many wonderful friends, and stories about a girl i used to know. one year later and so much has changed, i forget your name too.
and in the end, you’re only someone that i used to know.
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december is pale pinks and snowflake pajama pants. december is being able to see your breath. december is hot coffee on a cold day, scarves knit by best friends, and christmas lights. december is for a new years kiss, pinky promises, and new hope.
blah, no sleep. but! today, i aced my final, spent most of the day laying in bed with someone I care about, and got a yellow crayon thermos. and tomorrow i’m taking my first paid vacation day!
“when i cuddle you, i feel like i’m holding something beautiful”
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it’ll all be fine, won’t it? losing time, loving each second, wanting to cry, one day i’ll hold it all in my bare hands.
i just wanted you, i just wanted you.
all i can do at this point is rest my head on your chest and try and fill every little gap between us, all while you promise me that everything will be okay.
