The days get shorter and the nights get cold. I like the autumn but this place is getting old. I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast. It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.

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11th December 2009

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And you said, “This is the first day of my life, I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you”

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And you said, “This is the first day of my life, I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you”

9th December 2009

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…You are whatever a moon has always meant, and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
— e.e. cummings

9th December 2009

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I want a snowfall kind of love.
The kind of love that quiets the world.
I want a snowfall kind of love.
Cause I’m a snowfall kind of girl.
— Ingrid Michaelson

3rd December 2009

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When it gets real late, so late that it’s not late anymore, I’m alone awake. Just creaking with the floors. I can’t ask the sun to let me sleep, don’t know what stake it holds in the hours I keep. Well, I’ll push it down.
But these burning hands won’t seem to do. All my efforts fall right through. The morning makes me think of you.

When you leave, you’ll be fine. When you leave, you’ll be fine.