How gullible

the high school heart; how fleeting the sane mindset. Too many lies in so short a span of Time.

Hit the road, hard, and go.

And so you fly..and do so without the need for wings to clip. How should One keep a balloon with no string, with enough helium to disregard the Wind? How does One chase a continuously falling star? Or capture an all too immaculate Sky with paper and pen?

The mystery lies in the ways beauty keeps Worlds beyond our reach; those that we admire are too much to be held.

Thank God you were only one of my three happy crushes..and if you think you know who exactly this is about, shutupyousodon't.
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