

summer.summer is bliss.summer.
summer is the first cannonball into the lake that splashes your friends 'till they too jump in with their clothes on
summer is smiling until our cheeks ache and laughing until our stomachs hurt but whose complaining?
summer is the endless heat where we bathe in the sun and thrive in the water and messy neon popsicles stain our denim jeans
summer is late nights and pizza; bare feet and painted nails and midnight trips to the store because you won't survive the night without that corndog
summer is spending hours in t


One DayOne day we'll chat over coffee, and remember when We tried to date with webcam and all? Giggle at our own silliness, then shift, To talk on safer ground.One Day
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One day you'll meet me at the airport, Introduce the boyfriend/fiance/spouse on your arm. I'll smile, shake his hand, Tell him what a lucky guy he is.
Or
One day our accents will crack us up: "How do you spell centre? Colour? Arse?" Days will fly by talking, laughing, playing, Till we pull goofy faces at each other As the plane pulls out.
Or
One day our
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"Must be a devil between us...or just holes in my head."
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I have faith to make mountains fall...
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The fact that no one understands you, doesn't make you an artist.
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