Aug 2014
I have a room.
It is a small room.
It has no doors.
I come here often.
It has but one window.
It is too high to see out of or in.
I have no responsibility here.
I have no fears.
I lack wants and needs.
But for one.
Him. With me.
It is a small room.
It has no doors.
I come here often.
It has but one window.
It is too high to see out of or in.
I have no responsibility here.
I have no fears.
I lack wants and needs.
But for one.
Him. With me.
~To be in your arms for but a moment would grant me a lifetime of happiness~
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**11/8/14 - We used to talk about a room we could just be in together, away from the world. I used to love that...
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**11/8/14 - We used to talk about a room we could just be in together, away from the world. I used to love that...
