I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited, but I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it. I had hoped you'd see my face, and that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over. Never mind, I'll find someone like you. I wish nothing but the best for you, too. Don't forget me, I beg. I remember you said, "Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead."

so i think i’m gonna go to bed but first open my window so i can hear the rain and thunder.. and maybe write a little bit or something

nothing like a thunder/rainstorm to fall asleep to? in.. february?

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