Tuesday, April 14, 2015
The Notes Etched Along Our Arms
I remember the music still trapped in their bones.
I could've hummed it for you.
I could've sung us to sleep.
Written by Me at 12:24 AM
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
If only "could've" held anything other than regret
(beautiful writing, as usual)
Beautiful :) Thank you.
This is honestly the most beautiful thing I've ever read.
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