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i'll tell you what matters:;
bare feet in the summer,
open windows at midnight. 
[[hahaha]]
She talks about you
like you put the stars in the sky
 
we all die. the goal isn't to live forever.
the goal is to create something that will.
 
A broken heart can only mend
with Jesus as your closest friend
 
I don't believe in all the things I see,
but I'm still betting on you + me
 
The oddest things hurt me. They get
stuck in my head and replay over & over
 
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| No comments? >.< ok. well; here's an update anyway. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ There is no future.
There is no past.
I live this moment;
as if it was my last
everyone knows that the season's change -
it's unavoidably obvious; but for some reason,
everyone tries to ignore the fact that people do too
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sometimes there are just those people that you can't let go of;
no matter how long it's been,
your stomach still does gymnastics whenever they come around
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never knew until that moment what it was like to lose something I never really had.
somewhere between laughing for no reason,
making fun of each other & calling each other names - i sorta fell for you.
She's not wishing to be with you;
all she wants is for you to notice her.
There's no 'used to love.'
Why would you give up on that in the first place?
What happened to not giving up on what made you smile?
Let's keep love simple.
Although I'm still young, all I know is that it's suppose to last.
How come everything always sounds better on the radio?
I guess sometimes if you're listening to a CD & you're all alone,
the music just makes you feel even more alone.
Maybe you want to dance,
but there's no one there to dance with,
or maybe you want to cry but there's no one there to lean on.
But with the radio,
even if you're listening all by yourself,
there's still all those other people listening with you,
and all of a sudden, it's like you're not alone anymore;
you're something bigger than just you.
The lover me sees the lover in you,
and I'm happy to say,
I'm so not afraid.
Spit your game, talk your shit;
Jealous bitches make me sick.
I'm reminiscing about good times
& rewinding all these songs;
it feels like just yesterday
you were lying in my arms.
Listen to my words;
I'm just trying to be strong,
but I have to face the truth
& realize that you're gone.
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