and I know that you’re busy too I know that you care you got your finger on the pulse you got your eyes everywhere and it hurts all the time when you don’t return my calls and you haven’t got the time to remember how it was it’s so cold in this house
we were ourselves but blended at the edges like it should be and now separated your color now shines on my sleeve with my parents, favorite teacher, first ever pen pal and me and the more that we share i guess the more that we grow and we all became tiny rainbows.