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Aug 2019
When you're with the right one....all that you were missing-- you find in them..... all that they ever wanted, they find in you! Plural is two that, becomes one....One heart beating in the chest of two; One rhythm they flow in, but neither ever knew. When you're with the right one....they can hear the words that, you can't find away to say... they can feel your hurt that's, to deep to convey. They find you when, you're missing yourself---- and love you through your brokenness.....building you up and speaking life---  that gives you health. When you're with the right one...all that you were missing you find in them....all that they ever wanted they find in you. Free-Falling, No nets.... when it's real... when it'd true. Plural is two that, becomes one...always and forever....in shade or in sun.....One heart beating in the chest of two---you become all they ever wanted.... all they ever knew. When You're With The Right One!
Written by
Skyy Blu
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