Upon finding what I once lost...
Away from you for these long days and months, could it really have been years? Your face was always delicately sketched behind my eyes. When I was lost, I am always so lost, you came and pulled me from the depths of myself and I spent that night, high above the ground, staring at your hair and the pulse of your chest as you slept. In the door of this place I missed so much (I could not wait to leave) and you picked me up like a child and I was carried to my bed. Our bed. That place that we now share in the dead of night as I awaken in the deepest midnight only to touch you and move closer to your warmth. This song has been screaming in my soul and it's for you to hear. I'll tell it to you. Please give me the strength to sing. You came. You came. I'm home with you and this beauty is so bright I can't bear to look for too long.
Away from you for these long days and months, could it really have been years? Your face was always delicately sketched behind my eyes. When I was lost, I am always so lost, you came and pulled me from the depths of myself and I spent that night, high above the ground, staring at your hair and the pulse of your chest as you slept. In the door of this place I missed so much (I could not wait to leave) and you picked me up like a child and I was carried to my bed. Our bed. That place that we now share in the dead of night as I awaken in the deepest midnight only to touch you and move closer to your warmth. This song has been screaming in my soul and it's for you to hear. I'll tell it to you. Please give me the strength to sing. You came. You came. I'm home with you and this beauty is so bright I can't bear to look for too long.
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og_stinger:
ahhhhh, don't know what to say to that. Good to see you back.
pb:
where mightn't you be?