Wingless Man,
I told you I would give you wings...I hope you realise I wasn't joking.
You told me how hollow you felt...so I ask how you are each day.
I asked you what made you happy...you said you never truly are...but I love to see that smile.
Notes...carved out on sketch paper. I don't write for anybody else.
You know I like you...but you never asked how much.
It might be an obsession, knowing your daily route.
I'm just trying to give you your wings.
You asked for them.
I would give them...even if it meant ripping them from my own back.
But there's this bottomless feeling.....I'll have to rip them from my heart.
Because I don't think you're ready for what I have to offer.
I don't mind though.
As long as I see your smile.
Author notes
....don't say a word..please.
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I've said this a couple of times whilst reading these, but god I know the feeling.
All too well.
just to see them smile.
*sniffle*
I hope he/she takes the wings.
Claire x -
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^^Thankies....things are still.....up in the air.
Hope things are going better with you...
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This is one of the sweetest things ever.
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Thanks for reading.
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"i'll have to rip them from my own heart,
because i don't think you're ready for what i have to offer"
i love it.
this is so relevant to my life right now...
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Thanks for reading.
Sorry to hear you're in the same position...
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