It was in the cold September rain that we met. I couldn’t let on that I liked you. But you liked me too. I just didnt think things through, it started with a kiss, how did it end up like this? With us living together playing happy families. I never thought i would end up here I had fought and fought with my mind not to let you in, but you made it in and i couldnt be more pleased, you teased, me about our first kiss. Under the moonlight, at night, our first kiss, our first cuddle, under a cold Octobers night. And i didnt put up a fight.
“Those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.”
Madeline Miller, Circe 🏺
“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”
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