“The start of something new in the end. We all get to try love again. Like characters who all switch place, I’ll wipe the tears from my face. I remember our love like it was yesterday. The notes score my heart like the charts from a play. I don’t have to let go to move on in my way. I look back as I grow and I know that it’s okay.”
Fucked Up - the recursive girl (by RaenerRoedemann)
