Farewell
The end of a chapter my foot,
How I wish we could write the whole book,
not just a page with the means to an end.
There could be so many stories left to tell,
And if we run out of ink that’s okay.
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If we have ourselves that’s enough, we can write with our breaths against foggy windows and our heartbeats will keep up the pace.
Don’t you see?
You could be the artist, and I could be your muse
We could be each other’s lovers, living a life full of wonders and peaceful moments that never cease
We could be lovers who support each other, we could protect each other’s heart. We could be the characters everyone talks about when they read a book that’s themed on love; the book called “US”.
Wouldn’t it be worthy to give it a try?
Maybe providing love right might take time but, we could build a layout that sets out a foundation for the greatest story of all time and become a fortress that can’t be shaken.
