reminiscense;

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Me: So...what do you do at night?
Him: I sit on top of the roof, watch the sunset, and write.
Me: Beautiful.
Him: The best.
Me: I want to write a book. I want to call it "100 Sunsets".
Him: What will it be about?
Me: I'm not sure...I just plan to watch the sunset for 100 consecutive nights, and see what I write about.
Him: You know every time I watch the ( Read more... )

There has to be more to your master plan for me.
I know this isn't going to stay like this forever.
It's silly to even think that things wouldn't ever evolve into something...more.
But I can't help thinking: what has she got that I don't?
I'm sitting by myself, morosely, on a bench in the park.
Sweet melancholy is hugging me as if to remind me that it's ( Read more... )