"In the melancholy of an autumn eve with its shrill voiced insects. The only caller is the wind whistling over the reeds." Fujiwara Ietaka
i have a million reasons to not be with you. but within your arms, i lose all reason.
posted by purple rain at 10:26 PM 0 comments
the first everything was with you.i bet you didn't know that.the first excited flutter.the first nervous sweaty palm.the first flip of my hair.the first warmth i felt.the first hand to hold mine.the first kiss....did i forget to tell you that?
posted by purple rain at 2:34 AM 0 comments
a cynical romantic, an insomniac dreamer, a thinker
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