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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