That's the tragedy of growing up - knowing you'll run out of feeling something new for the first time. The sad thing is; you only get so much of these moments - a handful if you're lucky - and then you spend the rest of your life turning them over in your head.
clouds, nature, and sky image
I think that's why you meant to me as much as you did, why I held on for so long. I didn't know it back then, but you were the last time I would ever feel anything new.
-Lang Leav
clouds, sky, and pink image
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