When I saw the way her hair matched the sand, the way her skin matched the sun. The way the blue from her eyes told the story of the mountains and the water beneath them. I knew I loved her when she was made of everything I loved.
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The Man Who Lived Behind The Sun
Poetry...the story of love, and being ripped apart by realizing that having a family wasn't quite in the cards. Falling from the love you found happiness in, but soon came to realize you came just a bit too short in everything you have done to keep holdin...
