The place where I wait.
I'll see you at your funeral, if you'll see me at mine. I'll wait at the edges for your ghost to rise (until the end of time). We'll find someplace nice to haunt, an abandoned beach house filled with memories of summer sunburns. Children will giggle as we tickle their feet at night and they'll never know the bad dreams we fight. We'll make our own heaven. Walking in places we used to walk until death, dies.
- I wrote this for you
- I got a new dress.
- I'm all caught up with Supernatural and just- U9Y8T7CJNBIUV
- I think I'm starting to like the vampire diaries.