Monday, August 23

le soleil

I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
That somehow I met you.
Take my breath away,
Make every day
Worth all of the pain that I have gone through.
And mama, I've been crying cause thing's ain't how they used to be.
She said, "the battle's almost won.
And we're only several miles from the sun." 
Also something else to do after year 12:  pick up watercolour again.
You know, I doubt I'll pick up even half of those. But I am genuinely interested in them.

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