OMG WHAT DID I DO!?
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I LEARNED A THING
IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY DO YOU THINK TIME WOULD PASS ME BY
There is something beautiful about knowing a poem exists in the back of my mind. Somewhere, it groans endlessly for a heartbeat, for a set of lungs to breathe, for the vastness of what it has not seen. It wants to escape, to get out, to find the freedom of life, but it isn’t time yet. You will not be forgotten, dear one, you will become. And so will I.
"I pre-heated the oven."
Okayyyy! 😍☺️Guys, I have such a cute husband.