I feel like a stranger to you,
and you to I.
I can only pray that I will see you again,
with mended hearts and rested heads.
My friend,
I hope this is not the end.
m.e.
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 2:13 AM UTC
I feel like a stranger to you,
and you to I.
I can only pray that I will see you again,
with mended hearts and rested heads.
My friend,
I hope this is not the end.
m.e.
you’ve been on my mind a lot lately. I’ve tried to write a poem about you that fits perfectly, and I never really could. Until now.
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