atticheart
missing you, old man.
atticheart
i’m lying awake, thinking about you. i don’t think i’ve ever experienced this sort of pure, unadulterated bliss. yesterday felt like a dream, along with the last few days. the universe has a weird way of bringing us back to the people that matter the most. trying to find the right words to explain how i’m feeling is proving difficult, the best way i can put it is that you make me feel bright. i think back to what you had said, and loving you bears the sweetest fruit too. i’m grateful for your existence and everything that led up to the 4th. i love you.
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