that love comes up to me. shining down on the road, trembling through leaves, but not lighting up anything really. with a murmur that is muffled, soaring on melody that is sighed out. that love comes now with pain and choked heart and unshaken compulsion. that love comes...like unfinished business.
Day 54 of 108
Today was an emotionally heavy day. Actually which day isn't. But the heart felt like it had molted lead poured into it. But a day was ...
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