“There’s always next time.”
“Yeah there’s always next time.”
Somewhere in August 2023, the weather was nice as I vividly remember. It was election day so plan for the day was to head back to my parents' to vote and then rush back to my place. By the time I arrived it was already late. The next day you had already gone back to your town. I sat in my room with “Enchanted” by Taylor Swift playing on repeat in the background for the entire night.
I did my nails, soft pink with a touch of pearl chrome powder, my go to.
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Here I am with just two hours left before 2025 ends, listening to “Enchanted” again, on repeat, for one last time I promise. I’m leaving everything about you in 2025.
Happy New Year
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