Through the thick and thin, with you and only you
Category: memories
Left behind the roots,
Spreading like wings out to take flight, left behind a heaven for me to feel alive…
Tell me your story, for I am…
Everyone’s story had once been mine too…
Unburnt through fire,
Burnt to be set free only to be restrained by shackles of ice…
Surreal,
The unreal and the bizarre torments the real more than any..
I suppose
I suppose you can say even heart does miscalculate.
Mnemonic..
Every minute, every second and every that remains..
Chattel..
Everything like you.. She was not born mine But I chose her to be Even when you wasn’t yours I wanted her to be Everything like you Fiction : Words of a widowed husband, who adopts a little girl in the memory of his late wife.
Us on screen..
Imagine a dream..
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