A little mixed feelings
a lot of good cries.
But maybe together
we won't compromise
over past mistakes
and broken promise.
Like when I held your face
to look into your eyes,
to say I'd never hurt you,
and that I'd always compromise.
So we can be together
whenever and wherever.
How things change
and then fall apart
But I promise that my broken heart
will live on with a piece of you
as my counterpart.
the sound of my dad’s guitar playing his favorite chords the typing of my mom’s fingers going through family records the smell of the...
it’s the little things they always say like how you listen more than you ever have before or how you stopped opening my car door like how...
I cant remember the last photo i took maybe it was a mountain maybe my niece maybe myself maybe you looking away no matter what it was...
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