s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
s-un-rise: it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m
