And there’s so much that I can’t touch. You’re all I want but it’s not enough this time. And I can feel you like your slipping through my hands. And I’m so scared of how this ends
just so you know, "there are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.
when i sing along to taylor swift songs it’s all from muscle memory i don’t even know what i’m singing unless i consciously think about it i can’t even help it they’re all just so embedded in my brain idek