Wednesday, December 7, 2011

White Dove;


At the end of the day, all I really want for you is to be happy and live your dreams. But if I ever get to have the chance to be that happiness again, let me know, just do.

Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones.

It's you, and always will be you, don't ever doubt that for a second.

I'm sorry, I just miss you and your presence, like mad.


*************


A falling star fell from your heart,
and landed in my arms.

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