This dream I didn't want it to stop. It felt so real... near yet so far.

I wonder.... will you ever ask for scissors from me in that very adorable way in the future.

I hope.

I just tell myself that I miss you so much. 

Well then we'll see what they say and we'll do what they do
But that doesn't mean a goddamn thing
You can listen if you want, you can listen if you don't
Yeah they'll talk, yeah they'll even sing

I know my place and I know my responsibilities, it's just sometimes I get to be taken over by my emotions... and it makes me feel stupid.

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I cannot stop thinking about September 7th. Although I've experienced enough physical pain from all the pushing, I don't regret any of it.

It's not a crowd that I consider (for now) myself I belong to... but the energy that I've felt was full of anticipation and passion. Although too much passion from other people.Now that I think about it... from ( Read more... )

"Hi, I'm one of your biggest fans."

"Really?"

"Yes, I only travelled here because of you." "Can I have a hug?"

Your eyes told me you can't.

"If I looked at you like this it means I'm hugging you okay?"

And you gave me that look.

Will you look at me that way someday? 

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