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It was a dream It was – everything. I should’ve known by the color of the grass; the way the … More
No, it didn’t rain. The flowers bleed when you’re away.
I knew when I first saw you at the top of the stairs – you. Let’s jump into the picture … More
I had a dream last night. You were in it; I was there. We were together by an open window … More
They’ve become water-colored, my memories of you. They hide in the wind as whispers do. Moments brush-stroked in to the … More