Once upon a time, we were reunited.
Falling wasn't scary, it was actually relaxing.
It was the waiting that scared me.
As I got closer to the ground, I was waiting for you.
For you to come and get me.
For you to take me home.
And once I felt arms around me, and white feathers clouded my vision, I knew I was there.
I was home with you.
the end.

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the story of us :: michael :: completed
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