If I could show you
The whirlwind that
Rips through me
When I think of you—
The whirlwind that
Rips through me
When I think of you—
If I could cut open
My chest and show you
The few names written
On my heart, including yours—
My chest and show you
The few names written
On my heart, including yours—
If I could speak to you
Without the words tumbling
And stabbing and
Crushing and withering—
Without the words tumbling
And stabbing and
Crushing and withering—
If I could help you
And hug you tight
And kiss you
And laugh with you—
And hug you tight
And kiss you
And laugh with you—
Dearest, I would.
Rebekah
Gorgeous <3
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DeleteBeautiful!! <3 I loved it. :)
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~Ashy
apieceofmysky.blogspot.com
<3<3 Thank you, Natasha.
DeleteRebekah, this is beautiful. <3 I feel every word. You have a gift with your writing - keep it up! :)
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imsarahanne.blogspot.com
Awh, Sarah, thank you so much. :)
DeleteYour writing style is so powerful and beautiful. I love this xxx
ReplyDeleteArushee, thank you so much for your kind words. :)
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