Watching everyone
move on, meet up, live.
See, Chelci?
Nov 07
I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in
— ~ Matt Nathanson (via gatekeeper)
Via, gatekeeper
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Miniature Disasters - KT Tunstall
With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart…
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
Tearing my fear apart…
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
— Frank Sinatra
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Nothing personal.
You color my life.
I hate cold feet,
both literally & figuratively.
Fig Newtons, baby birds,
holding hands, that sorta thing.
All that & a good coffee shop,
walk, breeze.
The end, love you.
I'm just trying to figure it out
for once.
Don't give up on me, or do.
This isn't it for me.
