Your heart so fragile
Your eyes so delicate as morning wind
I woke to find you
Reading by candle light
The way you found me
It's as though we’ve been searching all our lives
And I know there was so much more to be given
But I left you alone that night
That was when I found myself someone better
All the promising I would never become my father
I wish I would’ve treated you better
So on my mantle I wouldn’t be displaying your letters
Sep 19, 2012
Sep 19, 2012 at 6:05 AM UTC
Your heart so fragile
Your eyes so delicate as morning wind
I woke to find you
Reading by candle light
The way you found me
It's as though we’ve been searching all our lives
And I know there was so much more to be given
But I left you alone that night
That was when I found myself someone better
All the promising I would never become my father
I wish I would’ve treated you better
So on my mantle I wouldn’t be displaying your letters
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