Hush

[immaterial]

Don't cry, there's always a way
Here in November, in this house of leaves we'll pray
Please
I know it's hard to believe
To see a perfect forest through so many splintered trees
You and me
And these shadows keep on changing

I miss listening to his heartbeat. That soft thump-thump. Thump-thump. Systole: diastole/ You'll be here againSo much life

Comments

[anonymous]

miss you too, baby. I hope you had a great day. I should have pictures from J very soon, so when you get back, you can look at them.

love you