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Come to me.. run to me.. whenever your world feels like it might fall apart. I don’t want to hold you only when everything is soft and gentle. I want to hold you even when the storm makes everything shake and crumble. Run to me, not only when the world is quiet, but when it breaks. I’ll hold you through both. Come to me, even when everything collapses. My hands won’t let go. I don’t want to hold you only in calm days. Come to me even when the storm tears the world apart. Because with you, my love is not just for the light… it’s for the chaos, the crash, the trembling moments you’re scared to face alone.
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Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 12:55 PM UTC
My Hands Will Still Reach You
Come to me.. run to me.. whenever your world feels like it might fall apart. I don’t want to hold you only when everything is soft and gentle. I want to hold you even when the storm makes everything shake and crumble. Run to me, not only when the world is quiet, but when it breaks. I’ll hold you through both. Come to me, even when everything collapses. My hands won’t let go. I don’t want to hold you only in calm days. Come to me even when the storm tears the world apart. Because with you, my love is not just for the light… it’s for the chaos, the crash, the trembling moments you’re scared to face alone.
If your world ever wants to fall, come to me. Ill stay. Always.
shizukori
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Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 12:55 PM UTC
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