Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Here in the midst

We fell here. Somewhere between the morning coffee and late night laughs. We landed here, In a world full of fights and name calling. We ended here and I don’t even remember how. We ended in a place that is shattered. Love doesn’t exist here and so I question if it exists to begin with.... love seems fleeting, always leaving when we need it the most. -M.D.L
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