Monday, October 2, 2017

Convergence Past the Fork

Our paths do meet and I see you again. We are both tired and wounded but tonight we sleep in each other’s arms and that is more than the other road could have given me. Your flushed cheeks and transparent eyes tell me you feel the same way.

And everything that has led to this has been worth it

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  1. How sweet is this. Puts a smile on my face.

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    1. It does for me too. Thank you for the read as always, V. :)

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