Sunday, November 18, 2007

you know what i love about funerals? everything i own is black.

_____you always seem to come at the right time, and say the words i need to hear. i keep them saved on my ipod, and i read them before i go to bed.
oh the things you've taught me, ive grown wiser from your words, forgetting the melody, and dipicting the meaning.
certain phrases, and certain charaters, and certainly the plot, scream your name, i feel closer to you through these little things, and the more i get to know you, the more tangable my dreams feel. everything you've put your name on has a gold glimer around it.
i couldnt thank you enough for the way you've changed my life.



p.s- i found myself mimicking your hand gestures yesturday, i've watched one too many interviews. XD hahaha

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