Distances pass between lovers,
time is of no essence, there is
always one more tomorrow.
time is of no essence, there is
always one more tomorrow.
A collection of people with a
misconception, her beauty is
completely enamoring.
A blessing
and a curse, I adore her dimples.
and a curse, I adore her dimples.
Thoughtless notions, easily roused
in limitless misdirection, yet an eternity
just never seems quite long enough.
Manifesting touchtone conversations
into inexplicable teasing, she
reminds me constantly not to
get too wrapped up in her, barring
some sort of miracle that the
chaos she’s gotten herself into
can ever atone for such a beautiful
disaster.
reminds me constantly not to
get too wrapped up in her, barring
some sort of miracle that the
chaos she’s gotten herself into
can ever atone for such a beautiful
disaster.
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