fifteen-is-forever asked:

A year from now we'll all be gone. All our friends will move away. And they're goin' to better places. But our friends will be gone away/ Nothin' is as it has been, And I miss your face like hell, And I guess it's just as well/ But I miss your face like hell. Rivers and roads, rivers and roads. Rivers til I reach you.

I love you so much. I’ll see you soon.