I grieve for the days when I wake up at Megan's and the air feels like Spring in Summer, a slight chill enveloping us as we bounce on her trampoline. When we get tired, we take breaks and lie on the hot, black of the trampoline. The air is hot and breezy, we scream and laugh, sing and smile, we cry and dance in the rain with our slippers on. We go on late at night, when the stars shine bright... this is what holds me, all year long <3
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