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when you wake up in the morning and look out your window at the newly awakened world
and you smell last nights rain in the air, but the clouds are gone
and the only thing you see left in the sky is the sun shining on the dew drops left on blades of grass
thats when you know its gonna be
a good day.

when you sit with someone you love
and watch the sun go down as some artist paints the sky with all the colors of the rainbow, and you see their face shine with the light you have never seen before, you know it has been
a good day.

good days are given to us out of ordinary days, its what we make of them that determines their worth
and the beauty of the memory
the face you see in your mind with the background full of color but this world made him so much more beautifully than any of the sunsets i ever did see.

words mixed up, the relief of his hands on my waist after a long day, comfy clothes and cookies in the oven, and some random song on in the background,
swaying back and forth in the tail lights of his car,
my feet up on his lap while he drives me home from school
simple times that he probably forgot but those memories were scenes from a movie i wont ever forget.

but he is leaving.

i know this.

i knew this when i fell in love, i knew this when i kissed his lips and a storm began in my heart and lightning filled my head as fire met ice and i know it now as i lie awake wishing it didn't have to be this way

but inevitability is a bitch so

i'll hold him close while i can

and i will keep fucking TRYING to get him to understand why i break down every time he mentions graduation
but either way,

i'll be trapped in this stupid town where the wind blows too cold in the wintertime and where the boy i love more than anything is too far away to hear me
scream his name late at night when i miss him so much that it's hard to breathe

maybe thats why wolves howl at the moon

because their lovers are far away too

come sit with me, love

we can

scream

together

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