Fingerprints upon windowpanes, fogged breath, whispers echoed upon gooseflesh – these are the things you have left me with; these are the treasures I keep tucked away.
Nichole McElhaney (via 13thmoon)
Fingerprints upon windowpanes, fogged breath, whispers echoed upon gooseflesh – these are the things you have left me with; these are the treasures I keep tucked away.
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