sitting on top of the world
literally and figuratively
looking over a valley so gorgeous
i wasn't even sure it was real
sitting next to a girl i barely knew
whose smile warmed the chilled air around us
i watched the rolling fog
form and disband shapes
taking my thoughts with it
a moment so pure
it will stay frozen in time
not even the rolling fog
could sweep away the memory
of a simple, silent moment
spent with the beautiful girl
that i barely knew
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 7:28 PM UTC
sitting on top of the world
literally and figuratively
looking over a valley so gorgeous
i wasn't even sure it was real
sitting next to a girl i barely knew
whose smile warmed the chilled air around us
i watched the rolling fog
form and disband shapes
taking my thoughts with it
a moment so pure
it will stay frozen in time
not even the rolling fog
could sweep away the memory
of a simple, silent moment
spent with the beautiful girl
that i barely knew
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