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five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes

sometimes, I still watch your mouth when you talk
  catch myself noticing how bright your eyes are under those long lashes, smiling when you walk into a room.

  some nights, when it's cold and the only light comes from the little red numbers on the alarm clock, I lie in bed and remember that park bench, catch myself smiling at that empty kitchen chair.

  sometimes I still think I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and expect to see your name glowing on the screen. sometimes I pull out that letter and birthday card and laugh.

  I remember the tongue-tied, stumbling idiot I was four months ago, those hundreds of texts we stayed up til 5am sending, those thousands of words I could never find because the smell of your perfume took my breath away.

  I remember a million little things, perfected moments in my life I wouldn't trade for the world and all its beauty

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Okay, so maybe we fucked it up - other people got in the way and maybe things should have turned out differently, but shit happens. Life goes on. I'll always love you infectedx. <3

//♥;-x

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  • dandelion
    November 27, 2009

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    525600 minutes, 525000 moments so dear.....

    Had to say it. Had to.
    This is cute, that's probably the best word I have for it, it makes me want to give you a big hug and dance in circles with holding hands out. x x


    • funny valentine
      November 28, 2009
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      In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife <3


  • Not-The-Sun
    November 26, 2009

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    wowww I love this : ) the whole thing, honestly : ) the 3rd and 4th stanzas meant a lot to me; i love the way you can write things so honestly and they still turn out so absolutely beautiful! im jealous!

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