and everyday i took a different path,
but somehow
it always led me back
to you.
my hands were stained
with white, fluffy clouds,
the fresh, green grass,
and all the memories of you.
you were the storm
in my clear sunny day.
you were the tsunami
in my salty ocean waves.
yet i let you in
because you were also the air
that i so desperately needed to breathe again.
xo, jessica
beautifully expressed….
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Lovely xxx
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