The problem is that you talk
about me like your hometown.
I am something well loved but
ready to be left behind. You
speak of me in the way I grew
you and about how I’ll always
be special in a nostalgic kind
of way. And maybe this is why
airplanes and swingsets never
hold hands: because one of
them is always flying away.
---anne, when your dreams don’t include me (via anneisrestless)
February 27, 2014 via: petalsquotesandthorns source: call-me-bekki

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