There's too many keys and not enough locks in this world. Seems to me it's so much easier to lose yourself than to be found by another.
My hopes are tattooed to my eyelids, for when I close my eyes I see the sky and everything underneath it for what it really is; beautiful. My heart knows me more than I could have thought.
And to whoever said that things like this just don't happen, you're a liar. A horrible liar.
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