makeofthiswhatyouwill
makeofthiswhatyouwill:

Remember when we pitched a tent and listened to our favorite records all night long? And how I stroked your hair and back as you drifted off to dream? Remember how you listened to me confess my love for you to one of our closest friends? I thought you were asleep by then. I woke up the next day with you clutching my chest. I watched you wake up. I printed this picture and in marker wrote, “Do it for her. Do it for us.” And when college applications came, this photo acted as my engine. If it wasn’t for you, I would not be here getting an education. While we may be far away, we aren’t far enough for our spirits to fade. Maybe this summer we will pitch another tent as a symbol that we made it.

makeofthiswhatyouwill:

Remember when we pitched a tent and listened to our favorite records all night long? And how I stroked your hair and back as you drifted off to dream? Remember how you listened to me confess my love for you to one of our closest friends? I thought you were asleep by then. I woke up the next day with you clutching my chest. I watched you wake up. I printed this picture and in marker wrote, “Do it for her. Do it for us.” And when college applications came, this photo acted as my engine. If it wasn’t for you, I would not be here getting an education. While we may be far away, we aren’t far enough for our spirits to fade. Maybe this summer we will pitch another tent as a symbol that we made it.