Sunday, December 13

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shines ain't always gonna be gold


Your head on my chest; I'm tracing crop circles into your skull.
I wonder if you can hear my heart. You say it's beating "I love you, I love you"
That may be true, but I think it's saying "Don't leave me, don't leave me"
because everyone always does - and I'd like you to stay.

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