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memories.my mind replays memories of us each night, andmemories.
i am lost, lost
lost
in the shadows of your eyes, the curve of your almost-smiles, the lullabies in your voice, the sound of your footsteps.
don't wake me up just yet.
.
i told you that i would change, that i'd paint the sky violet for you, that i would
miss you, and i could
catch you a rainbow, or a heart beat, or star, or a smile, or whatever you want,
but 'whatever you want' was not me, and


photographs of us.one.photographs of us.
the first thing i noticed about you was your smile. it pulled me in, and i was a fool for not resisting.
i guess you could say i loved your smile more than i loved you.
two.
we watched a thunderstorm from your porch, leaves and rain falling down, wind howling, thunder roaring.
you said the flashes of lightning were beautiful, and you watched them with your eyes closed.
but i couldn't bring myself to close my eyes, not even for a second.
i was too busy staring at you.
three.
we were standing on a bridge, watch


things that matter.1 even on the gray days, your eyes flicker dimly with hope. there is still a comet in the night sky, somewhere, singing your dreams and hopes for you.things that matter.
even in the darkest silence, your heart is still beating, softly, musically. you just have to listen. you just have to hope.
2 you haven't lost yet.
sometimes, life feels like a horrible play, and everyone is outperforming you. sometimes, you lose yourself in the characters you play. you forget your lines. you trip. you screw up.
but it's not over yet. there's always a chance for a happier tomorrow.
but more th


things worth remembering.we could sing soft lullabies under the stars, songs about happiness and dreams and a perfection that's flawed, a perfection that's reachable.things worth remembering.
a perfection that's you.
.
we'd go to the park, maybe, just to watch the wind kiss the flowers, and you'd name all of them.
'just because they're lonely', you'd say. 'just because
they need love too.'
you need love, too.
.
if your heart was a color, it'd be bright, beautiful, and
crayola would be jealous.
.
you deserve dr
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Will is to be able to divide a bar of chocolate Hersheys in six parts and eat only one of them.
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Will is to be able to divide a bar of chocolate Hersheys in six parts and eat only one of them.
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ACCURSED TOMATOES.
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Will is to be able to divide a bar of chocolate Hersheys in six parts and eat only one of them.
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