Stay with me as we wind through eucalyptus trees. The wind’s in your hair, and we’re leaving it all behind. We’ll call these mountains home as we’re sleeping under stars…the color of your soul and mine are the same.
your smoldering eyes. burning blue like the depths of your mysterious magic. i can’t tell you how perfect it was to lie there with you, listening to the music that mirrored my soul. “don’t you dare, for one more second, be anything other than exactly who you are.” will you come just for one more…
When you’re out tell your lucky one to know that you’ll leave. Don’t you lock when you’re fleeing, I’d like not to hear keys.
God, tell us why youth is wasted on the young? Don’t you dare let our best memories bring you sorrow. Turn the page, maybe we’ll find a brand new ending where we’re dancing in our tears.
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