You must not cry, love. Just know I live everyday with you on my mind, the thought of you keeping me company when I need it the most. I know we will be okay, we've faced multiple difficulties, and we've survived. And we will survive.
You must not cry, love. Just know I live everyday with you on my mind, the thought of you keeping me company when I need it the most. I know we will be okay, we've faced multiple difficulties, and we've survived. And we will survive.
And I adore nostalgia like a royal dog, embracing the, oh, so lukewarm sensation. The truth is, artistically, I was at my best at fifteen, when I was depressed and wished to run away. When I was a lonely kid that let herself go deep into the abyss.
And I made you a paper ring, kind of long ago, I made one for myself too. I was expecting, though, that you would made one for me, and that it would be a vow. You didn't. But I made a vow, nonetheless. I will carry this til the day I die.