I don't want to live on the moon.
It doesn't really matter that I did, actually, give up today. It made me happy for five minutes, and the drive home, to not say good bye to you.
I don't have to worry about any of it if I truly give it up. I meant it when I said I am too old for this, I am.
And there's freedom in giving up. I'm no longer responsible for it. It's all yours.
When that feeling, that need comes to you, you can find me. And when you want to know what the stars said about us when we were born, I will be ready to tell you.
02.26.13 || 6:17 pm
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