You cross my mind once every five minutes.
That means I think about you at least 12 times every hour.
288 times a day.
2016 times a week.
I could tell you how the glowing moon reminds me of the light in your eyes that shine every time you speak.
I could tell you how the vast ocean reminds me of your adventurous soul and how I want to discover every single part of you.
I could tell you how the song playing on the radio reminds me of the time you sang to me out of tune but it was true music to my ears.
I could tell you how the bitter cucumbers I had in my sandwich remind me of the nasty things you said to me before you didn’t say anything at all.
I could tell you how much I miss you, but I don’t.
because I simply could not.
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC
You cross my mind once every five minutes.
That means I think about you at least 12 times every hour.
288 times a day.
2016 times a week.
I could tell you how the glowing moon reminds me of the light in your eyes that shine every time you speak.
I could tell you how the vast ocean reminds me of your adventurous soul and how I want to discover every single part of you.
I could tell you how the song playing on the radio reminds me of the time you sang to me out of tune but it was true music to my ears.
I could tell you how the bitter cucumbers I had in my sandwich remind me of the nasty things you said to me before you didn’t say anything at all.
I could tell you how much I miss you, but I don’t.
because I simply could not.
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