They say what is lost can always be found in the last place you look but I wouldn’t be so sure that you’ll ever see this version of me again.
AIMEE C. HOVEYSome things change and some things never will. A night spent with an old friend, my heart is full.
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Life won’t wait but you and I? we’re gonna live forever.
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I miss you now since you were here than you never where. I’d forgotten what its like to watch the world with you and how much you feel like home.
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Tell me, please how I’m ever meant to forget these exact words that you said – “you have my heart you stole it and I’m fine with that”
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How disheartening and yet a kind of relief that you too turned out to be just like all the rest. How freeing it is to watch the sun rise and set without you.
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And I miss where the sun sets. Over the english channel, on the south coast of sussex.
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Some things change and some things never will. A night spent with an old friend, my heart is full.
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Maybe the way you seem to feel safe with your arms in mine means I’m not all broken maybe there’s something good inside.
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All those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
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I fell accidentally like Alice into a whole world anew I found, When I fell accidentally in love always and ever with you.
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You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
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Nothing cuts deeper than being made a fucking fool at a time you’re already so vulnerable.
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There’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.
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I meant every word I said. And I hate that it would mean so much to me, to know that I cross your mind occasionally.
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How is it possible that only you can stop time when I meet your eyes of green gunshot fire.
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Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
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