Ah, Spring.
I want to pick up my guitar and
whisper sweet nothings into your ear.
It's been too long,
how I've missed you so.
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I want to pick up my guitar and
whisper sweet nothings into your ear.
It's been too long,
how I've missed you so.
photo via (we heart it)
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