I want to write something beautiful. But I don't know what. I want my words to flow like raindrops meandering down the window pane. I want my thoughts to run freely onto this meaningless paper testing patterns of love and hope and dreams and promises yet to be filled. I want to live through the words. I want to live, live, live.
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One More Thing
There's always one more thing to say. Here are some of mine.
Only You
This is about the that one person that no matter what they do you still only want them.