February 2012
ifyourabird asked: actually obsessed with your blog
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Seven.
Seven days.
Seven short days until you’re gone.
Its getting harder to imagine going a day without you, never mind months. I’ve become terribly accustom to the touch of your hand, the taste of your lips, the smell of your shirts, and the look in your eyes.
Except, it isn’t terrible, I love it.
In fact, I love you.
More than ever actually. And that’s why I can’t...
