I wish I had wrote down every single memory and every single thought and every single feeling.
I wish I still had a trampoline.
So I can lay on it and look up at every star in the sky.
February 20th, 2024
I wish I had wrote down every single memory and every single thought and every single feeling.
I wish I still had a trampoline.
So I can lay on it and look up at every star in the sky.
