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your words sound like instruments echoing through somewhere as open as outer space; infinitely meaningful yet always so distant

because i can’t decide if they are lies being laced through my brain or truth i won’t find anywhere else

you seem like the only person capable of loving me something about this normality is addicting

i am unable to shake the feeling i am only trying to travel back in time; my November playlist shouts at me to fall back in love with you.

i write as i listen to you talk. your voice is warm like brown sugar and orange skies; i know tonight it’ll seep into my dreams.

Posted Jun 24, 2018, 5:47 PM UTC · edited