Dear love,

 I love you♡

21 march...sunday

It hurts not knowing how you are, where you are, what you are doing and how you are doing.😔

♡♡♡

When you draw me in

Am slowly set on fire

My senses spike and my mind knows

Of you and Me.

♡♡♡

She sat thinking about it

Love

It is such a strange thing

Feeling...isn't it?

How different it is with each

♡♡♡

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The rain touched her face and his

She remembered the beginning 

It filled her with great joy

No one could pull her out of the rain 

♡♡♡

He carried flowers to his funeral 

_the broken heart leads to a strong one

💓

♡♡♡ 

SMILE...say, 'Cheese!'