Life Like Weeds
Sunday, April 10, 2011
this is a big world, that was a small town
him:
you're thinking about things I'm only just starting to think about now. you're figuring out things I'm not even ready to face yet.
her:
I feel like I've missed so much, being here already. like I'm lacking something crucial.
him:
you haven't missed anything.
you're somewhere we can only dream of
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