Thursday, July 16, 2015

those endless days.

I know there were days when I pouted and screamed off my lungs,
and things were flying over our heads out of furiousity,
but we had our brighter days,
when I was enclosed in your embrace,
and the meantime froze into eternity,
when we were standing beneath the rainfall,
and your words sounded like the spring.

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