aInd it's so safe and secure.I built a heart, it's all mine,
T open it every few years.
Where's this one box,
ritten after a long walk to my apartment after driving an hour to my mom's to pack some birthday party supplies in a moving box.
The way the sun hits your room at 4 PM, the first sip of a warm drink, the feeling of fresh sheets, or a random text from a friend saying they're thinking of you. Reminder: You don't have to be 'productive' every single second to be worthy of happiness.