Sunday, 28 February 2010

Let me take my first breath in 48 Hours.

'If you listen, you can then respond'

My 18th was different, amazing, but very different. I had hands on my back, hands on my head. I had encouraging words,and got very wet. The butterflies came, along with the sun, and we ate cake into the evening and the temper trap sung. I wouldn't change a second, i was with the people i love, so i'll kiss you goodnight. Im just a firefly basking in the sunlight.

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