Classic Series I: Third Generation (Unedited) Fourth of July ⚝ ⚝ ⚝ He was my first love, my first affection, and my first serendipity. But I'm scared. * * * Seeing the person that I treasure the most walk away, torn me into pieces. I want nothing but the best for you, so I will find you again, and if our paths collide, I will ask for your hand and take care of your heart as if your soul is half of mine. I love you more than the world can contain the world's deepest secrets that the wind carries. Books. Classics. Memory. And love. All above, Fourth of July. ⚝ ⚝ ⚝ Fourth of July (Third Generation: Poet) By: Scent of Ink