I told you I wanted you to be happy, and I still do. I want you to habe v v your coffee, I want you to have poetry and trips to the beach. I want you to read books that make youdream of new places. I want you to be loves d d d by a strong, beautiful woman. But when it's 5am, and the sun is just comung i i up u , think of me. Remember me with that romanc t t t tic melancholy. - Marissa Rae