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Your the first and last thing I see Early mornings and sleepless nights. My thoughts of you waver between something more and nothing more, but I know my boundaries. In an alternate universe where everything was finally right it would still be wrong. Nothing is right if you're not there. Your mind is filled with secrets of mine Ones that I would wish no one to hear Except you. I know what you think of yourself How you feel it nowhere matches the picture I have of you in my mind And in the end my ramblings may not make sense on paper but I hope you know in my ordinary teenage life You are anything but ordinary.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
ordinary (for Stef)
Your the first and last thing I see Early mornings and sleepless nights. My thoughts of you waver between something more and nothing more, but I know my boundaries. In an alternate universe where everything was finally right it would still be wrong. Nothing is right if you're not there. Your mind is filled with secrets of mine Ones that I would wish no one to hear Except you. I know what you think of yourself How you feel it nowhere matches the picture I have of you in my mind And in the end my ramblings may not make sense on paper but I hope you know in my ordinary teenage life You are anything but ordinary.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
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