

you are.you are hope and happiness you are love and loss you are part of me and I of you you are lazy Sundays and early Mondays you are bad grammar and spelling mistakes you are held hands and dried tears you are long summers and longer winters you are brand new and taking back Sunday you are the right side of my bed you are the stars on my ceiling you are my grey cardigan you are hottest day of the year you are falling asleep to the smiths you are my favourite mug, with lipstick stains you are blonde hair on my pillow you are my bedroom floor you are halfyou are.


satelliteswe spend our days like sattalites revolving around the same routines spiteful words and silences like fist fights and i can't help but wonder what it means because honestly, i love you so much but truthfuly i'm not sure if thats enough and you say that things can only better but you speak with a lack of conviction detached like you're reading from a book or a letter and its strange but i really hope its the latter because that would mean you meant it at one time or another...satellites
we spend our days watching this fade sometimes i wish we'd just put it to bed


Chelsea Dresserthis is winter in london, and i miss it i miss coming out of the tube in to the cold i miss realising i've lost my gloves on the cold walk home through clapham common and through the station i live by the station now lucy the train tacks are icey in the morning and i never have to get up early these days i'll walk down the road bare foot the couple of meters to the new tesco i'll buy a carton of apple juice and some croissants then i'll watch daytime tv until half past two this is the part when i really miss you oh jesus christ i really fucking miss you. i misChelsea Dresser


telephonethird ring telephone please don't, leave me alone again i know that, i know that i'm not that special but, i really like you with your, blue woolen cardigan and your brown hair with blue eyes my disease is your disguisetelephone
summer paints a brand new picture new ideas go with the latter you see the truth is in a world full of me, there'd be misery and poverty
but i really like you with your, blue woolen cardigan and your brown hair with blue eyes my disease is your disguise
third ring telephone please don't leave me alo


I Promise YouI Promise YouI Promise You
I know everyday gets harder And every confrontation seems longer But I’m betting it will make you stronger Stronger than you’ve ever imagined I promise this won’t be a dead end
Don’t forget, I’ll be there with you all the way During those times with a bright blue sky Or even when it’s the dullest grey
I know you’ll make it higher Than the sun could ever hope I’ll hold your hand while we walk this tight rope And I’ll hold your heart close Through the rains and the snow
Don’t forget, I’ll be there with you all the way &n
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