the sound of your serenade from the open window.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
youve grown up.
ive grown up.
we're no longer who we used to be.
no more innocent laughter.
no more infectious smiles.
we've all left our happyness behind.
and walked towards the future.
words spilled @ 8:17 PM /
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