the best summer ever; because of you.
My first summer with you, was also the best. For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like. I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs. I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go. I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.
sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(: Wednesday, August 12, 2009
chocolate.
chocolate. perhaps i should stop writing so much- experiments with bittersweetness mean i just end up obsessing with darker and darker chocolate. and my last piece of chocolate shall be nonexistent not in this world, at least; for it has kept too much of my bitterest ones. 12:14 am
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