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the sun shines down upon them as all of their physical
imperfections
gleam beautifully.
they say that sometimes you're further than the moon and sometimes you're closer than my skin. indeed. i remember back when you were closer than my skin.
those were the evenings spent alone with you in bliss.
those were the mornings when you awoke me by a gentle kiss.
and these are the evenings i sit alone and wish and reminisce.
these are the mornings when i awake to an alarm clock after falling asleep with the hurting thought..
"why have you forsaken me?"
-bradley hathaway.
imperfections
gleam beautifully.
they say that sometimes you're further than the moon and sometimes you're closer than my skin. indeed. i remember back when you were closer than my skin.
those were the evenings spent alone with you in bliss.
those were the mornings when you awoke me by a gentle kiss.
and these are the evenings i sit alone and wish and reminisce.
these are the mornings when i awake to an alarm clock after falling asleep with the hurting thought..
"why have you forsaken me?"
-bradley hathaway.