Stand tall
I will always love you
But these bricks must fall
This wall should never
Have been built at all.
Its inescapable.
The inevitable will happen
And I am past the point
Of stalling what will be.
Que Sera Sera
My love.
With you. And me.
May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 5:22 PM UTC
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