in the middle of my days,
in the most random
mundane times,
i find myself
deep in thoughts of you
my mind,
a portrait
of us
my heart,
a garden
where i tend to our roots
i am cautious
not to
snip at the buds
just let them grow and grow
and
grow
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
in the middle of my days,
in the most random
mundane times,
i find myself
deep in thoughts of you
my mind,
a portrait
of us
my heart,
a garden
where i tend to our roots
i am cautious
not to
snip at the buds
just let them grow and grow
and
grow
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