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Monday, February 3, 2014

home.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night & i roll over & breathe you in. It's like watching my favorite movie. It replays constantly in my head. All the letters, all the goodbyes, followed by all the awkward hellos. You know the ones after months of barley hearing your voice. All the adventures. All the times you remembered when it would have been easier to forget. The way your skin feels against mine and how I can look in your eyes when my world is complete chaos and suddenly feel like its going to be alright. I always go back to sleep because I know if you're there I'm home. 
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