I just spent 10 minutes flipping aimlessly through the blank pages of my journal;
Daydreaming,
Longing desperately,
For a day when I will fill them with endless scratches of ink that document in detail the extravagance of the journeys that you and I are enjoying and the love that has swept us oh so hurriedly away.
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 1:30 AM UTC
I just spent 10 minutes flipping aimlessly through the blank pages of my journal;
Daydreaming,
Longing desperately,
For a day when I will fill them with endless scratches of ink that document in detail the extravagance of the journeys that you and I are enjoying and the love that has swept us oh so hurriedly away.
I'm waiting.
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