i'm still in love with a boy
born in the hottest days of summer
with hair as wild as the winds of the north.
the boy with a heart of gold
and the soul of a small child.
the boy who could probably be a time traveller
in his next life,
just inches away from the galaxies
of his imagination.
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 8:55 AM UTC
i'm still in love with a boy
born in the hottest days of summer
with hair as wild as the winds of the north.
the boy with a heart of gold
and the soul of a small child.
the boy who could probably be a time traveller
in his next life,
just inches away from the galaxies
of his imagination.
i should stop
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