life: an everyday reflection
"I came to die in your arms."Ahh, lovely.
Thank you. They are lines from one of my Dad's old poems -
wait, have you stopped sending me his poems?
Makes it even more beautiful.
@Awfully That was it. I sent you everything. )
@Alexandra Thank You. The book in the picture (above) is the last surviving copy of his 1979 anthology.
Oh, that is exquisite.
I have it with me. Finders keepers. Haha )
this resonates too well and that scares me.
Love itself is scary. To be in love is to be scared, every moment of everyday. And thats the beauty of it.
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"I came to die in your arms."
Ahh, lovely.
Thank you. They are lines from one of my Dad's old poems -
wait, have you stopped sending me his poems?
Makes it even more beautiful.
@Awfully That was it. I sent you everything. )
@Alexandra Thank You. The book in the picture (above) is the last surviving copy of his 1979 anthology.
Oh, that is exquisite.
I have it with me. Finders keepers. Haha )
this resonates too well and that scares me.
Love itself is scary.
To be in love is to be scared, every moment of everyday.
And thats the beauty of it.
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