2024-04-19 02:27:21 SQUEEZE

Squeeze

I do feels beyond duality free in all perspectives. It hurts. The relief that we are not alone must be enough. Dreams too imaginative to remember. Home born from clouds to daily routines and unknown horizons with whom we shared our heart is to truly be flattered with copper. Our wings are not made of lead still words we hear from tongues made of silver and thoughts of pure gold ends up sod and ashes in hearts. Why is it angels are so damn willing to endure hell. How to balance heart fullness when all I ever think about is how a waste this day would be not to kiss your lips whispering I love you before dying again tonight. Our love was not done. #0OOOO