therisingstar
Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two, where summers lasted longer than we do. Where nothing really mattered, except for me to be with you. But in time we all forgot and we all grew. You’ve never been so divine in accepting your defeat, and I’ve never been more scared to be alone. If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep, then I’m putting out the lantern; find your own way back home.
