Diary of an overly analytic boy
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Five
And if I told you that you were my dream?
Would you still tell me to hold onto my dreams tight, and pursue it with faith?
Perhaps, because I've been doing it all this while.
But when I put my arm around you, I swear I felt like I was infinite.
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