January 8, 2011

i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now. can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? i could really use a wish right now... i hope you're missing me, i hope i've made you say that i'm gone forever... and even thought is different now, you're still here somehow. my heart won't let you go and i need you to know: i miss you ...

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