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I left you out in the rain and just as I feared, you complained about wet socks and matted hair and ruined shoes but never once exclaimed how great it was to be alive.
young love only means something when it’s written by adults.
Please don’t blame me for running; the universe has lit so many fires under my feet I’ve been conditioned to flee at the sign of a spark.
I find you in those places and forget that part of growing is always l e t t i n g g o.
And years later, Alice returned to Wonderland to find that nothing was quite the same. Because growing up and moving on can do that to a person.

