"I want to exist with you. Let’s make traditions and spend hours wishing we were together each time we’re apart. Friday nights should be spent on ice cream dates and getting lost somewhere in town. Hold my hand when I feel scared. I’ll listen to your heart beat in sync with the rain, never forgetting it’s slow and steady sound. Wake up on Saturday morning with me. Let’s watch the sun begin to rise, only to fall back asleep again. I will surprise you with every chance I get, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do. I’ve existed all along on my own, but I would rather exist with you."
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Faded Tracks In The Snow: seeing the notes this has gotten is comforting to me. you know, as soon as i’m tempted to feel alone as if i’m the only person in the world who feels a certain way, i just look at this poem and remind myself of the fact that over 10,000 people have felt, or currently feel, the feelings i had when i was writing this. it proves that you are never as alone in this world as you think you are.

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