Grain...
Untitled, BD 2006
post by BD
2006-05-08
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Roaming in
The passing days
Bring the next phase
The time of sand
Learning as rings
How we bind
Holding your touch
Finding the softest hand
One of a kind
Maybe habits do die hard, but the rest of what you said is mere opinion.
I feel like I've found who I'm meant to grow into, who I'm meant to grow with, the person who makes me grow and tend me as I do. It's a beautiful relationship, with a beautiful person. I have never been given anything so special before.
When we're playing
Moments are smiling
When we're fighting
Moments are patching
My assumption is that - every moment we are good for each other...
hope this remains true. i'm happy for anybody who's got this kind of thing. swear it's what human beings were made for.
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