Can you imagine finding someone who figures out why your so guarded?
Can you imagine someone who stays no matter how much you put them through, they always remain on your front porch waiting for you?
The light never goes out, their outline always remains in the bed sheets. They never fill the draw in your wardrobe.
They become a part of you, you become a part of them
So much so, that if they were to ever go missing, it would be as if you were missing too.
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PoetryHey this is just a book full of quotes, poems, and rants. Some may be triggering.