its almost like it never existed. when i listen to my favourite kind of music and knowing that you have made it, the sort of ache that followed lament speaks of how foolish that young girl was. will there be another coincidence or have our paths gone too far apart. nothing has started nothing has ended but everything seems to be hanging. thank you for reminding me that i have yet to find my dream and when i have, i should run towards it with all my might. i will then, find happiness. that sense of achievement, shall never be less to yours i promise.
i was turning 7 when i met you.
(Source: seemslike-itsbeenforever, via lovemusicalfrisson)
