Saturday, February 5, 2011

we can't let this moment pass us by.

just a person stumbles into bed, with hopes of warmth and agreement. waiting for the world to fall into place, like a marble in a children's toy from long ago. holding hands that are meant to be held, and knowing that someday she will land like a bird after a long journey. a perfect fit.

one day i will reach the age when i don't have to look up anymore.

[no intention of rushing]

[[i promise]]

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