And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Thursday, April 28
You asked me, 'Is he worth it?'
I thought. For a split second.
& I think, 'Yes'. He's worth every bit of what I'm putting in.
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