front row seat -

convinced love is never destroyed. finding refuge in the strangest places lately. people who said they would be there and still want to lift your head up when it hurts to try - they matter. they are the ones who meant it when they said forever. thanks to you. thanks to those summers and to those nights drawn from long talks and sweet sentiments. spent a day in the sun (it still feels like love). the same feelings and memories are always going to be carved on the hearts of those we've gotten to know.

when you meet new people, who they used to be reflects highly on who they are now. changes and experiences mark the individuality of each heart you speak to. listen to them. give yourself a chance to learn from someone. let their scars aid in the healing of your own.

every minute it gets easier - or so you all should think. thats the grand scheme of it all. completely sane isn't genius or unique at all. 

this place was a sanctuary. now it feels tainted. an unsafe haven.

what i wrote here once felt real. i'm not ashamed in the slightest.

i shouldn't be.

as for you, i hope next time you think twice before you ruin something that's even more important to you. assuming, well, never mind.

anywayS, stay sweet.