Sunday, December 27, 2015

be



When you looked into my eyes for the first time,
something felt right,

Maybe this is what it feels like
to finally come home.


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  1. - abigail - December 29, 2015 at 2:23 PM

    the partial house, the discolored spots, the words...this gets to me.

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