Even though the easiest way to lose something is to want it too much, I can't help but daydream of the days of summer when I can set loose these over rehearsed lines trying to express all these things I've wanted to be.I can't help but want this too much, as I most of the time, do.
And that thing, that feeling that we found in looking at those photographs, you remind me of that. But to say that doesn't make much sense. I don't even know you.
