An ode to an old friend

If you’ve ever cried in a bathroom stall, wished he’d message sooner, danced too hard and loved even harder, stopped to photograph flowers, counted the stars in the sky, curled up in bed and listened to the seconds tick tock by, clung to a book, found romance in tranquility and beauty in heartbreak, thought about running away with your best friend, cut your own hair to feel brand new, loved a potted plant —

If you’ve ever romanticised the smaller things amongst the big, the somber things amongst the light,

You deserve the world.

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