I'm noticing that even with pressing deadlines, my heart is alive and my imagination is in the clouds.
I'm analyzing our relationship a lot differently. Maybe she made me see love as a place, rather than actuality, and that's why i felt so safe and secure.
I kinda miss that warm and fuzzy feeling.
12:55 a.m. - 2012-02-28
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