we fall in and out of our happy places; it's only a matter of time the clouds decide to move and your ice cream melts and you're forced to stare at the sun. battered and bruised.
yet, with a smile, we could never ever really lose.
cause, we still have small change for that ice cream again.
love this.
ReplyDeletethis particular post reaches into the depths of me and grasps.
love it to bits.
i got u ice cream yesterday. happy ?
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