Feb 2015
The way his eyes lit up,
It was as if he saw heaven,
As if he could reach out and touch it.
"Amazing, isn't it?"
He asked, excitedly squeezing my hand.
I know we were supposed to be watching the sun rise,
But I much preferred to watch him.
*Yes, truly amazing.
It was as if he saw heaven,
As if he could reach out and touch it.
"Amazing, isn't it?"
He asked, excitedly squeezing my hand.
I know we were supposed to be watching the sun rise,
But I much preferred to watch him.
*Yes, truly amazing.
A fond memory of you.
2 years, 3 months, and 20 days, I'm still hoping you'll come back.
2 years, 3 months, and 20 days, I'm still hoping you'll come back.
(America)
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