the-music-fandom

Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.

You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.

the-music-fandom

Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.

You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.

the-music-fandom

5secondsofsummer-fanpage:

WHEN I HAVE CHILDREN IM GOING TO LET THEM DO WHATEVER THEIR HEART DESIRES WHEN IT COMES TO BANDS. THEY CAN RUN A FUCKING BLOG OR GO TO A CONCERT THAT ENDS AT MIDNIGHT OR RUIN THE PAINT ON THE WALLS WITH POSTERS AND BLAST THEIR MUSIC THROUGH THE SPEAKERS WHEN WE ARE DRIVING AND WE CAN STAY UP UNTIL EARLY HOURS TALKING ABOUT HOW HOT THAT MEMBER IS BECAUSE PARENTS NOWADAYS HAVE NO CLUE. NO CLUE.