I was talking to my roommate yesterday and the subject happened to fall back to a tough era: summer 2006. It was one of the most difficult times of my semi-young life. I summed it up to her in a few sentences and that was that.

Perspective and time can work wonders. I look back on that sadness and it's faded into nothing more than growing pains. I'm over it. I've learned. Sweet.










So I step towards the heat, it's the way I can see, and it makes me believe that it's you.

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