Saturday, 14 January 2012

Some days all I do is watch the sky.

The beautiful sunset, the clear and superfluous starry night. A film, the girl. I can relate. It'll all get hazy soon. I wanna be loved like she loved him, that passion, conviction, loving sex. I want to be known and understood and liked, for all my flaws and all of my past.

Please, come back.

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