The hours between 12am and 6am
have a funny habit of making you feel
like you’re either on top of the world,
or under it.
someone is going to say “i have to go to the moon” in a bored, defeated tone one day
To tell you the truth I don’t have much to offer. But I’ll still give you everything I’ve got, even if it’s barely a thing at all. I’ll give you late nights, long hugs. Someone to talk to, someone to care for, someone who will always be there. A hand to hold, somebody to lean on. And if that’s not enough, just know you have all of me. I hope that’s enough.
plans for the summer;