Summer.I long for you.
Only. 9 more months?
I miss my childish dreams.
The ones you never knew couldn't come true.
Things you REALLY wanted.
Not money. Not fame.
Nope. Just happiness.
Where is my happiness?
If I'm lost, would you come find me?
If I wanted to leave, would you follow?
Part of myself belongs to you.
I just kinda wish you knew.
Starbucks flows through my veins.
