You Were Meant To Fly
Monday, September 12, 2011
Midnight Blue
we were sitting on a blanket under that midnight blue sky with stars shining like diamonds. you were talking and i was laughing. a slight breeze shifted the leaves in the trees. the air was cold but i have never felt warmer.
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