I want to sit in the huge grounds of carefree and co. and talk with you about nothing and everything. We can point at the good looking dudes sitting across from us and daydream, or we can stare up at the clouds rolling by and play the guessing game.
We can hold hands, and laugh till our stomachs hurt and then we can cry about the sadness. But just for a minute. Because we have so much to do and so much to love.
You can braid my hair while I give you my opinions, even though you know what I'm going to say, and even though I don't really care for braids. And then you can point out why it wont work and I can roll my eyes.
We can sing high and sing low and make videos about our awkwardness all day long.
And then we can dream about being together, being free.
We can hold hands, and laugh till our stomachs hurt and then we can cry about the sadness. But just for a minute. Because we have so much to do and so much to love.
You can braid my hair while I give you my opinions, even though you know what I'm going to say, and even though I don't really care for braids. And then you can point out why it wont work and I can roll my eyes.
We can sing high and sing low and make videos about our awkwardness all day long.
And then we can dream about being together, being free.
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