In a race against time whose turn is it to lose this time?
Tag: #healing
What it could have been, Dream…
What could it have been, had it not remained a dream…
Tell me your story, for I am…
Everyone’s story had once been mine too…
A beacon promised to never quench,
Watch me in your darkest days, your answer is already there. It has always been…
Unburnt through fire,
Burnt to be set free only to be restrained by shackles of ice…
Spent on your breath,
Left bare behind, left far behind...
A creaking heart,
A creak with every beat for every second that seems like an year
Surreal,
The unreal and the bizarre torments the real more than any..
Quenched..
A revival..
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.
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