i can only hope with all my heart now.
if only that was enough.
we crave and yearn for the simple, lovely details; a bookshelf full of yellow-paged novels, an orion
sighting, peach flavoured frozen yoghurt with oreo toppings, secondhand dresses, alone time with
metric, a soft mattress, endlessly flowing coffee, endlessly flowing love.
endlessly flowing love.
endlessly flowing love.
endlessly flowing love.
endlessly flowing love.
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